THE REAL ME

 

all that is left is no longer me 

a fragment of myself, a shadow disintegrated 

I am no longer the being I was 

not my fault, i was likewise a victim 

victim of hope, love and heavenly despair 

crushed under cataclysm of ordinance 

a lost course in an abysmal of depth 

an abandoned shadow 

lay no pity when you come across me 

stretch forth not a rehabilitative hand 

for I am a ticking bomb, a decimate 

I am unredeemable 

weep not for me but for yourself 

I offer not comfort but tremendous sorrows 

the real me is a volcano 

it’s eruption is a mighty conflagration

@talk2leigh

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5:40am

26 Nov 2023