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looking for love or lexapro

By nathaneyPublished 4 years ago Updated 4 years ago 1 min read

I’m a puppet piloted by toxicity,

Each aspect of me defined

By things from which I flee,

Coping poorly with this life.

Just tell me what to do, I’ll abide.

Give me direction, gift me sight.

Tame the beast, make me less wild,

Keep it up and I might feel alright.

I have ten unfinished projects,

My mind a devastating storm,

Trying to work past the complex

That I didn’t deserve to be born.

Sorry, I’m lost in dead energy,

Someday I’ll escape memory.

Still, you’re only an accessory.

Love is rudimentary treachery.

Lost in a foolish song,

Delicate melody plays.

Wish we weren’t wrong,

Love is just a phase,

Life is just a game,

I wish I never played.

Memories are like magnets,

Both the bad and good ones.

We are just futile fragments,

Repelled & attracted by our sum.

We were thread and needle,

You were guiding and divine,

Pull too hard, thread breaks,

But I swear I’ll be fine.

I swear I’ll be fine

Every time.

heartbreak

About the Creator

nathaney

I'm an optimistic nihilist comforted by collectivism, in a world worshipping rugged individualism.

I have no idea what I'm doing here,

or in general.

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