Worn In

Every breath I take I host a killer.
This is not another gothic thriller.

Nature seems absurd & science cruel.
Brain & body in a constant duel.

My weathered mind’s survived torturous strife.
My body…cage & captor of my life.

Yet, still I rattle with rigor & rage.
Ever seeking weak spots; where, war I’ll wage.

All told, might just loosen bars for the next…
Still, I’m always free inside of my text.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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