Emotion Dough

Emotions always rise

Else Or Trust

Trust or else,

Conditions or death double dipped.

Without any answers,

Maybe ears will not give attention.

Free, sitting in my cage,

Behaving like a victim,

Awaiting red carpet service.

Familiar to this frequency,

Silence is boisterous.

Toxins mixed with blood

Mind combatting infection

Shackled to misery

Key in effort.


Feeling tired,

Shouldn’t be,

Haven’t traveled enough.

Nothing new around me,

Okay but I’m weak,


Sleeping awake again,

Foolishly, not doing as I please,

Not even close to what I need.

Foul winds,

Pretty excuse rings,

Worn every moment,

Every occasion.

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