updated environment

under the fire there is the
piece of parchment that explains everything
don’t need it now that the information is locked in
as i have witnessed friends and siblings so close
then i realize i am the one who likes them the most
even though i have never been
Don’t think this is the same world i grew up in
except i know i recognize this town
now i see very different things in the details
vortex of memory has come back to me
of some effort is applied then you may succeed
rumbling down the road
only helps if you know where you are going or
not a care about where you are headed
maybe the key is who you are with
end of this week like a whole month away
nobody ever again going to treat me like
trash because they don’t want to see me bounce back
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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