In Truth?.

How can one know

The difference

Reality blurred

Lines covered.

I have seemed

To lose myself

In rubbles of


I can easily

Blame you/them

Identify as

Victim or anti

Hero, human.

Where passion

Eludes me

Sun no longer felt;

Not burning

Words hurting

More than ever

Ripping synapses

Before reaching thought.

I am clouded

Sleep and dream


There is the pain

Left behind

Which beckons to be



And only this

Is true.


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