We awkwardly progress together
with the uncertain
propelled steps of a fledgling.
Passion bridling our brio
channeled by the gnarled hand of love.
Our lives fraught with battles,
free will vs. commitment,
expressio unius est exclusio alterius.
Inept,
I have to let you go
because I commit treason
on the object I have scabbled.
Hellos fade into goodbyes,
the bitterness
a klatch on your tongue,
a corset to your dreams.
The undulating extraordinary tales
that reverberated off of your fantasies
have lost their color,
and like the greys of yesterday
they are engulfed in the shadow of history.
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An attempt to goad and harness uncontrollable emotions into written form. As raw and as honest as "social sanity" permits with language being the only barrier. Chaos was the scene of my life, and my spirit was definitely ripe for emotional insurrection.
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