Raised Shore
Deep breath in slowly let it out
Don’t forget the ten count
Nausea begins to rise
From some depth unrecognized
Churning into anger
Blatantly right before my eyes
This deceit has no problem being spied
No longer can I hide
Seeping out of control
Is the mind I use to own
Tepidly tells the lie
Truly have I been so blind
Realization is so forlorn
As the reborn tail tells the map
To leave behind such an after math
Of the less fortunate triggered decisions
Oh so trapped
Snapped, Cracked
Lacking the ability to freeze frame
What is not mine in shame
Just mine to blame
Competing for
Raised Shore
Copyright © Christy Burns | Year Posted 2013
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