A thought carried throughout this life
Do not memorize the words I whisper about thee in this dreamy life.
I have all the traps to combat these bad habits, they stop me from living this life inside my head.
Tired of running to corners to cover up the bleeding story of love and solitude.
The cursed names were part of my tiny past worlds. Now, aiding me to enter the state of intoxication.
In the darkness we lay down our foundation of living spilling out all the surreal truths and thoughts about living.
-ATOM
Copyright © atom jay | Year Posted 2024
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