Exhortation
Emotion’s exalt me
Scorching me
tormenting me
understanding distorting
it passes by my misfortune
innocence transforms into trauma
around and around like a carousel
as i go parallel
so does my armor
talking on a life of its own further
this is my exhortation
awakening
it’s consequences obnoxious parading
degrading
that defining moment
where i lost faith
so i went astray
next time i’d excommunicate
that soothes the state
it became subconcious
its exhortation so to be honest
subconcious logic.
unequivocallysyretta
Copyright © Syretta Giusto | Year Posted 2024
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