Dwindling through stagnant thoughts causing mental onslaught, sanity cannot be bought but is always sought; no need to become distraught life really is to short so many battles yet to be fought.
A constant plea to be free from reality, forever attempting to flea just for the chance to be free but theres never a guarantee; it's not just a simple 123 or as easy as the ABC.
Days and nights become entwined sometimes it's hard to see what lurks behind, disinclined to continue with the grind, state of mind nonaligned, confined and unrefined.
The surreal appeal to feel normality and acceptance is real perception of formality left to rot and congeal, unreal sensations a mental ordeal left lost with no zeal to deal or conceal.
Uninvested, unrequited and uninspired with an overwhelming want to be desired and inspired, feeling tired and expired instead of wired and required; life needs to be rewired before it becomes retired.
A.D
23.12.19
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