charismatic suffering

ease is a concern
i'm not often afforded,
living inside the distinction
worthless, maybe, next time
and i'll save the best for someone else

leave
heave
bereave

meant loss

and inside the paradigm
I carry its cross

upon the hilltop
i see the cliff
the vastness, separation
from where i stand and
who i want to be

falling
failing
fucked and fury

speeding along as a stream
tempting the time i'll choose
to stop drowning
in my self-reflective
misery

company created
its become quite dated
this charismatic
suff.er.ing