Oct
10
2009

conscience

broken

flawed

and fallibile

 

i feign confidence

 

collusion

of inner demons

darkens

an already spotty  

gl(ue).oom

 

eme(u)rgency

is where i feel fallen

 

i betrayed

my.self

you.we couldn't see

 

left bereft

i can't speak as i, foreign 

language

no subtitles can't decipher or see where to go

 

never before, have i felt so fucking low

 

glow becomes the red

said

wouldn't.couldn't.

no mother i won't

don't make me promise or swear,

on my grave i say

that it won't weigh on my conscience tomorrow

 

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