Friday, October 27, 2023

the quiet whispers of a worn mind

what am i doing to myself?
why does this feel like another replay,
waiting to happen

i feel like i'm fooling everyone with my
barely being around, or even really alive..

how did i come to this place 
where it all seems misplaced,
like i'm in some sort of race
with an illfooted pace.

i couldn't tell you why.
or maybe I could

am I that dull?

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