Clay Young Jr. Poet I do not know?

Chrystal Clear

Chrystal Clear



I never thought I would be here
For any instance existing
What I have to do is Chrystal clear
Still, I keep resisting
It’s easier to disappear
Yet my absence doesn’t make me missing
When I’m lost, I’m found
When I find myself


Now I think, here I am
Waiting to be born
If I don’t give a damn
I take the devil’s horn
Must make a lion from a lamb
Make myself a crown of thorn
Delivered dry from over-saturated fam
Famine for my health

I wonder where I want to be
And how I can arrive
I question if it’s them, or me
And if I am alive
Since I’m so questioning
I guess that means I am
But it’s hard when your heartbeat is your only claim to wealth

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