Your Twisted Pill Goes Only So Far Down

 Suffocating my everything,

where am I,

where have I been,

lost,

bewildered,

bemused,

a multitude of feelings,

but none of them mine,

a chance to live they say,

or is it a chance to die free?

Whatever the cause,

whatever the maybes,

tonight it ends,

or,

does it finally begin?       

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3 responses to “Your Twisted Pill Goes Only So Far Down”

  1. ‘A multitude of feelings, but none of them mine’ Your work always hands out such sweet complexity, my friend.

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    1. Thanks, my work, always seems like someone else is writing them 👍

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      1. Aaah, and ain’t that the real sweetness of this art.

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