THE TRIALS WE AWAIT
the fear of the unknown death chilling on its own our insatiability clause human wants has no pause fight or flight in the gallery our mind is at war with artillery our ways are mysteriously porous no sane voice can lead the chorus the trials we await unhealthy fear to procreate continuous fuming to dictate the enemies we abhor then imitate our forehead houses a hidden stigma a palatable dish for a dogma stereotypical madness in motion humanity will forever be in commotion lies spoken with ease the truth will never be released an honest mind is more the enemy everyone is a frenemy our heart is made of black a reality we can’t attack tell me you love me without a second thought you might as well let truth rot @talk2leigh (X & insta) 10:23pm 26 May 2026
