Tomorrows a short day
At this very moment lost in life, predictability
Mind is a mess chaos reigns, steadfastness
Fighting with myself shut out, convertibility
Not through lack of confidence, faithlessness.
Honesty best policy was perfect, vulnerability
Perceived to be bureaucratic, crookedness
Looking into blind darkness is not, gullibility
Rather an inclination to, open-mindedness.
Fatalistic properties impress on, observability
Eternal bliss unlikely basis, straightforwardness
My own admission incurred veto, ineligibility
Life’s knowledge diminishes to backwardness.
Into the abyss keeps tumbling, infallibility
Round and round remorselessness
I’m tired now must keep sleeping, insatiability
In the morning truth is coming, unpreparedness.
Executioner asks any last words, foreseeability
And then comes the answer, breathlessness.
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