Thinking about it

It’s dependence.

Liek a drug in my brain,

I can still feel this pain.

I can understand the importance,

I can feel the absence

And essence.

Its power

Screaming louder

And louder.

I’m tired

Of asking questions

Tirend of the way

They look at me,

in this invasive way

never looking away.

I do,

maybe I’m wrong,

but why you keep looking at what you can’t live?

What can you ever give?

Can you ell me

When you’ll arrive?

Please do it when I’m still alive.

I’m a champion of doing mistakes

Of doing too much,

there’s no escape.

I’m a champion of flying away,

like a dove,

but remember:

I am it in love.

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