Too tired for a fancy post. So take it as it is... - It was by chance I remembered To breathe the air I breathe For this world has left me severed In a world where feelings seethe The alarm clock dissertations Jangle their ringing tunes While the jumble of awakening Wakes me with its croons Coerced into living again The stab a blinding flash My muscles protest the notion As my thoughts start to gnash Dragged away from the nightly death I pant within its wake Beseeching all the unseen gods This must be a mistake Fuck, I can’t do this anymore Living lone in my head No one to share suppositions Yes, I’m better off dead This thought is runs itself ramrod Gunpowder down my throat The musket balls of desolation Carved with the words I’ve wrote Their packed in places too tightly A backfire on the rise So I quickly pull the trigger To provoke a surprise Yet it fires off to the distance Projecting to its last Denying me my salvation There in its righteous blast The sound recedes to a silence Leaving me in its stead Forsaken echoes quietly Un-hit and still I bled I fall in a wakeful slumber Destroyed by how I live Falling to forgotten places To places that don’t give So it’s funny I’m still breathing Sharing everyone’s air While I’m stuck here in my grieving As no one seems to care It’s in these moments I exhale And curse my twisted fate This living in my loneliness A state I’ve come to hate - #instapoet #yellowpenguinpoetrynyc #poets #dortooursouls #writerscommunity #theoracleschoice #equindragon #horsewyrm #capecoral #fortmyers #lehighacres #globalwordsmiths #veinheartartisans #inkinnovators #madpropslive #poetrypunch #savantpoetry #evepoetrygroup (at Cape Coral, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/CKQ2cOHFgnX/?igshid=1o3qt62vkx5dg
