Omni

I'm stalking the ground.
Treading the lines between,
  half human and distorted frequency.
Slowly, I recede. I'm choked off from everything.
  A distant recollection, an obligated memory.
I barely made out. Shadows of insecurity obscure my mind.
  Fruition in a haze of lies. I'll reanimate. I'll tell myself anything.
I'm losing my soul, and it's the cost of everything.
  If anything goes, then everything goes with me.
It's all my fault; that's what you said to me.
  I'm losing my mind. A decomposing family tree.
I try to remember, I can't remember anything.
  If that's what you want
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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