locked
caged
escape
where

never ending loop
i never got it
along for the ride

shimmer this
glamour that
really is all eyes see

this gen
our digestion
our mummification
our numbness
to
real
deep
emotion

jaded
from all the stories we’ve heard

mind of a realist
i wish i must not
so much of a dreamer
yet unable to leap

flicker
collected scent
distinct
soothing familiarity
too far
too fucking far

urge to shatter
urge to break
break free from this lock
lock of the unbreakable
so ironic
so contradicting
but then again,
that is my life’s story

– – – –

sobriety
holds me sane
for how much long
i cannot predict
count day by day
count night by night
eventually it’ll come

nonsense
fivveeish
u n r e l a t a b l e

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