Selfie
Unrighteousness, but…
When you
emerge from the long dark on the ragged edge
Reality’s
surreal and want’s to cast you back into the chasm
That
nauseous malaise that pushes panic
One step
short of mental terror on the Titanic
This
struggle that’s invisible
Where you
take a walk between the molecules
My
personal purgatory where the sunlight’s harsh ugly
Constant
conflict between surrender and not to render
My soul
knows, the devious demons seeking to use a rebel
For when
you’re naturally on the outskirts, they see innocent
And can
you see clearly when dastardly is coming for you?
So very
vital is virtue, my strength in situ
My cause
against injustice, the anger within
That
riots against collectivism, colliding with me
Perhaps
frustrations arisen that are my cataclysm
Emotions
that build and destroy always anachronism
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