Metamorphosis


                      No Escape for me.

From blindless pedantry.

Alone, Alone

                              I grope my pointless way

Inside, I die

                          With each and every day

Condense these thoughts

Encapsulate the Grief

Metamorphosis

Some sense of Relief

           No Life for me.

In senseless Sobriety.

More, Much More

                    Than I even need I want for Me.

What is it for?

This Life they gave to me?

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  1. Pingback: Life: A Metamorphosis. « the unbearable lightness of being me.

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