Led By Tyranny

Poetry

Led astray

Experiencing experiences can he costly

Pissed sure bets away

Surrounded by alluring white shadows

Suggesting crashes to feel, anything

Led astray.

Pitiful moments

Neutral at first

Tainted in dusty cognitive webs

Ready to slit wrists

Or ready to fight back

Tyrannical spiders in head.

Led into personalized wilderness

Stripped compass

My north unknown land.

Published by Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years. He can be reached at: Carolinawriter@protonmail.com

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