Tired
Exhaustion of life. Gulping Scotch to calm the hidden tears. I have so much to say, yet at a great loss for words.
For fear of discovery and harsh judgement, I'm someone else. Words stabbing me, the pain unimaginable. Laughing at my misery as none could be done. Wishful hope of normalcy. What was I thinking? I'm destined for pain.
Knowledge is an illusion, Confusion is closer to reality. Living is a cursed gift, eventually returning to earth. The race to be the best, the judgement, what for?
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Logen
For fear of discovery and harsh judgement, I'm someone else. Words stabbing me, the pain unimaginable. Laughing at my misery as none could be done. Wishful hope of normalcy. What was I thinking? I'm destined for pain.
Knowledge is an illusion, Confusion is closer to reality. Living is a cursed gift, eventually returning to earth. The race to be the best, the judgement, what for?
...................................................
Logen
