Sinking
To the bottom of my core,
For I am only thinking
Of ways to lose myself more.
Into the depths of sinking
I could only gratify my urge to control,
Yet I walked along unblinking
Falling within the self-dug pothole.
"Ah, I've done it again"
The fool states,
With one last amen
I sink down with the weight.
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Poems and Such
PoetryA bunch of poems I've made so far during quarantine and before then.
