my heart so somnolent
places me on a collision course
in me the inner man so cogent
increasing my pulse
did i do it?
or did THEY conspire
on me framing it?
my heart is at tire
seeked clemency
on the illusion
but the fallacy
made the CONVICTION
in here..i collect myself
No! i coerce myself in acrimony
but in me dies the acrarity
to salvage thyself
©
L