alive completed

as the final days approach
little signs of life are flickering
in the bits of time and the
very obvious symbols that are recognized
extreme actions are so esily impaired when
coming to the conclusion that
only the most severe reactions will work anymore
making commonplace the need to vent or
pleasing only yourself
like all the other stupid selfish bastards
enduring thier own disconnected illogical minds
they are what is wrong with the world
eventually i come back home and realize i
don’t know what positive thing i would ever remember without you

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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