Not Meant For This

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


A meditation from the forsaken.

Submitted: August 17, 2018

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Blame me for lack of action

Cycles cause so many contractions

Shooting around in my mind

Leaving me deaf and blind

To her behaviour towards me

As I struggle to break free

From cycles inside

That toss fortune aside

Waiting for my move

Too late to get back into this groove

Chin up waiting to thaw

He beat me to the draw

Blood starts to boil

So much torment for so much toil

So many smoking guns

To many sociopaths on the run

What did I ever get into?

At fourteen I was running people through

Now I'm a degenerate at fault

Seeing victims bleed on the asphalt

Still believing I'm on a holy path

Yet incuring Lady Fortune's wrath


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