my next steps

why must I succumb to sadness

weary window wipers

my eyes push away all the worlds filth

and my internal reflections

thoughts become vicious cancers

tormenting my delicate proceedings

I catch a glimpse of beauty

a swallow alight on the wind, of a tree

but the day is the long night of my soul

I choke on noxious fumes, sweating nitrous

swallowing carbon with my eyes still closed

my heart is no longer open to humanity

corrupted and disrupters of natural orders

I see why happiness is fleeting

all the good things seem to fly away

defeating gravity, it seems

must become my only desire too

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