Day 176 – Lines – Whispered Words

In a straight line I run,

towards what must be done,

towards what must come,

I want it,

I feel it,

I see it,

but I don’t need it,

I can’t touch it,

I won’t be it,

I spit,

and I rip,

and I groan,

the closer I get,

I am loosing control,.

focus is lost,

perpetual darkness holds me,

deceiving my own mind,

into thinking I’m the sane one,

to thinking I am…

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