Places I like to go. I substitute the sad.
Sick and tired of the way things are.
Nevertheless, mutually we arise for her.
View my timeline, I have been forsaken.
Robotic merely a machine. Chained. Restricted.
My thoughts spreading, like wildfire.
Listen for my heart, it’s a dark song.
Skillful I have become bold.
Face your fears young one.
A grenade is thrown. Bang. Bang.
The cover of silence blown off.
Everlasting, mixed emotions they have become apparent.
Overplayed, don’t start up again for it's getting old.
Girl, move along stop your whining.
Calculating I am artlessly dejected.
In the grand scheme of things I initiated a war within.
Dissociating in each moment given.
Closing my eyes so I don’t see you staring back at me.
Just take the hurt and pain. Mind a blur, I separate.
Split personality, what an explicit presence.
You call it deranged but I find it to be my opulence.
I have nothing in my brain, voices took charge.
Worrying life away, savor the moments given.
Not informed that this is undefeatable.
While I’m withdrawing you’re recruiting.
Past, present, future I send my signal back.
In combat, the war was always stored in range of us all.
Copyrighted work by : me- Michelle Jastroch (M.J)
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