my words

invisible fight sanction the mood help me breath
suffocating my self with my own voice
repeat was has been repeated sell preservation
holding back on what the man was then tae be
getting hard tae smile the distance once in a while

one meal a day feeding on nerves uneasy food
thoughts forever focused foundations fundamental
created in the time of the time that was never there
plaster can’t cast support the mind the structure

[a poem]

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