Almost forgot my watch's statement, time has come I'm done wasting my space on great tasting short lasting fillers Unlock my safe, fill me with sight please, help me see how I am left after giving my energy to fleshly open drains Don't search for anyone in your tunnel of discovery and tests Don't lean on anything they say when walking beside you is too much Don't walk with deserters. * Wiping clean after discovering messy film around my perception, grabbing my arms to grind my face into dust via blindfolds I can hear the free persons' air, birds with morsels of gossip outside this cave but oh is the familiar terror within better than the unknown terror lurking out Silly question to ask as routine turns to torture even if my end is out there it's more exciting than running out a clock under rocks Flush my system as I've been contaminated, maybe solitude written out will soothe burned feelings, wincing, gnashing of teeth as go through discovery, well designed tests And don't lean on the walls or pay attention to drawings before now Don't walk with anyone who say they would but can't change Don't feel awfully out of place in world ran by your enemies.
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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