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To be loved or not to be
Love is an action, not just words
I tend to hear people say they “love me”
But they hardly ever call
They say they “love me”
But they never want to meet up
They say they “love me”
But aren’t there for me
I see the action of avoidance
Not love.
I see them make effort for someone else
But not for me.
Is this a glitch?
Why am...
Wednesday 18th September 2024 3:07 pm
Self Inflicted
Looking out from deep inside
this fortress here wherein I hide.
Formed brick by brick in rounds of pain,
some circumstantial, others made
by hand selecting from the first -
fine crafted moldings of the worst.
With clays of pity, doubt and fear,
mix in the water, make it clear
so all around will go away.
Form isolation day by day
til self-inflicted world of on...
Saturday 9th March 2024 2:59 pm
Dislocated
Location unknown
No flesh or meat on the bone
Bereft of all comforting thought
This isn't what I was taught
I once knew a place
Where I knew every face
Now cold and dark
No warmth and no spark
I travel around in the void
Wondering round like a lost boy
And although I am able
Fully trained yet maimed and unstable
A ghostly belonging
Of betrayal ...
Monday 12th February 2024 4:29 pm
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