Self-conflicted
I'm so conflicted,
I can't find my way back home.
I've been missing,
I tried to save myself again.
I've been wishing,
A star would find this hole in me.
My heart keeps skipping,
down the road to a loathsome beat.
I keep slipping,
I'm so high I've lost my feet.
The words their all missing,
from everything I wanted to say.
I'm so conflicted
Copyright © joseph randall | Year Posted 2025
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