Again, I see I walk alone.
It’s the only place I’ve ever known.
Thinking that there was more to life
Instead of all this horror and strife.
Becoming vulnerable, looking past
Things that I would’ve just laughed.
Choosing to tear down my walls
And then realizing I’m the one who falls.
Not knowing which way things go.
Why, oh why, this path of woe?
It’s not like I chose this way.
And gosh, my heart is in dismay.
There was no love here or there.
So why the fuck do I even care?
stream of consciousness
9th of January 2025
by jacque
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