I'm struggling for ideas
As platitudes engulf the flames
As the prairie overtakes the sea
As this dead end moment
Chokes me perpetually.
I can't handle this boat
It's awry beyond my will
A wretched wreck
Turning tricks on me.
Battling a tyrant naysayer
I float among the triteness
Struggling for ideas
Fighting for my life.
2 comentários:
Why do you feel like that?
...just belive.
p.
:)
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