Obsessions

When too many people are walking besides you

When too many people, humans, souls keep intruding into your space

When you want to get away and leave, but morals and empathy

become a burden

where can one go? where can one escape?

how?

without causing ruin or mourn

Impossible

becomes inescapable.

We claw in the walls, paint with or blood, and pray someone will see

and more will see the need to leave.

 

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2 thoughts on “Obsessions

    1. Thank you for the kind words! I felt very shy about my poetry at first, even as I took classes for poetic craft. However I feel that it is ultimately about unless in your deepest passions and your darkest thoughts with a rhythm you can follow. I hope this advice can help, but yes I would definitely think about making such a post in the near future!

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