Disease
I took one step too many in the wrong
direction
I noticed my mistake, stepped back into a different
dimension
In this world time stops for no one,
not even the ones who are someone in the midst of anyone
Not even me.
I guess I rode in on the boat of self righteousness
and got burned in its degree
I thought that I had found a cure for what was
dying inside
But I now know that this medicine was
not the remedy I needed
to keep me alive.
I found a color for each day of the week to
fit each emotion growing.
I guess Ill bow my head in wonder,
never really knowing
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