What's left?
needing
to be everything
everyone needs
for me to be and me
slipping into selfish
self preservation
staring at the blink
of a cursor cursing
my blank mind
my brain numb
from confronting
and already running
in dreams scheming
to retreat to escape
to find another place
another time
another state
of being and
pleading
what's next
what's left and
what's even right
anymore?
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