Journey

So worthless

So unfaithful

So idiotic

yet, it comes again

 

This feeling

that we feel

at every dawn

goes back

to hide at night

Always waiting for

next day

next victim

 

A simple mind

lying in bed

always feeling its affinity

 

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Unknown

Cross Eyed

Lost Focus

On knees

Looking for a lost year

 

Forgot to remember

Something so close

like a nightmare

Looking for a lost week

 

Losing what

never was mine

looking for an intervention

by divine

Stepping into Future

without a rhythm or rhyme