All A Blur
- nsmen
- Jan 29, 2019
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 16, 2020
The blurred lines don't help,
They block my sense of vision.
Not sure I can leave,
Feels like I need permission
From myself.
Because I'm locked in.
Heart is heavy and it's sinking
Like a battleship accepting defeat.
Took so long to build a stronger me,
Yet here I am, almost buried six feet.
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