The Source [feedback request]

The Source - 4/4/11 (edited 9/5/18)

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Nothing behind my eyes

Hollow inside,

a negative being

Lost and confused

in this cosmos

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delusive, nurtured goals

burrow into my thoughts

to gloss contentment,

alleviate pain,

tranquilize ripened angst

and anchor uncertainty towards existing

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mitigated language

taught since puberty

flows through our interactions

unconsciously consumes you

seizes your dreams

until they are slowly overlooked

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insecurity lingers

this imposter syndrome

“i never thought anything,

I never wrote anything,

felt anything”

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I wish I knew..

I wish I could figure out..

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At what point did I lose my mind?

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