Stick Stack Stuck
Seemingly sticky
something from which I can't quite detach
drawn in deep and drowning
a trap door without a latch.
Mistakes made in sync
a facade of fraudulent feeling
forced frontward to fight honesty
while these wounds refuse the healing.
Preloaded promises
warped, wary one-sided conversations
eating eternity alive
while making the correct eliminations.
Foreseeable future without much to defend
all the makings of a morbid end.
My poems/writings reflect my feelings and anything that inspires me to write the piece. Sharing them on a widescale is a dream of mine, so this is the first step. Enjoy!
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