--𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆,
𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔
𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒚
𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒚,
𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊'𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕
𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏,
𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒊 𝒂𝒎 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒓
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝒊 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒕,
𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐,
𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊'𝒎 𝒅𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈,
𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒔 '𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆'
𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚.
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--the four walls suffocated me,
warning me of my promises
reminding me of the words i could never say
words that i wish i could say,
but i'd stitch my mouth shut
forbid myself to utter a confession,
for i am a sinner
and he is a sin i am not allowed to commit,
for now i have to go,
to the streets that had always gave comfort
and though inside i'm dying,
a sign says 'stay alive'
but all i can do is try.
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pieces and fragments
General FictionLate night thoughts. Surge of feelings. Random afternoon realizations. Words written on tissue paper and receipts. Incomplete stories on scraps of paper. Pieces of non-sense. Fragments of imagination.
