Not Even Love

I know

No words suffice

As a sorry

For the needless bother

Caused by my insurmountable self

I can’t

Apologize

For the parts of me

Not even love could conquer

My God, what else would help?

I won’t

Spread more lies

The truth will be free

Where it will no longer fester

In a troubled mind’s hidden hell

She’ll go

Southeast the peacock flies

And all that’s left with me

Are empty canisters,

Shackles and shells

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