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Pattern of Effect
Not a solitude of peace
But a solitude where people get me
A solitude in having a friend
Just a peace to hold within
No snotty replies
No judgmental looks
Who wants a black cloud
Over their head
I’ve carried bricks on my shoulders
Held down with chairs
Restrained by lock and key
An unwanted feeling
That anchors my heart
These feelings
Hold me back
And deceive me not to fight
I am a loser
In a game where I have no potential
To hold a trophy
I know I should hold my shield
Putting it down
I take blows
Putting it up
I miss more than one opportunity
I will pour out my spirit, unwillingly
If I surrender my shield
But if I hold it up to fight though
I’ll lose a game I’m losing anyway
I can’t win
Where I stand
An infantry can’t win
Without relocating
After they’ve been discovered
I’ve ran away
I’ve hid my face
I’ve covered my identity
I’ve held all the cards
I’ve played every position
And I stood once where my
happiness
existed
I’ve knocked on doors
Built bridges
And crawled through fences
To reach that almost nonexistent land
I’m bleeding from travel
And worn from battle
And I see the exit to enter
my destination
My hands are reaching out
My destination is closing
I’m running out of oxygen
Drowning is my next step
But I don’t wish to take that
next step
I’ll skip it
Take it out
They never say what happens
after you drown
Death is obvious but I
believe in more
Not water
But symbolic drowning
What is the seed of me
Wait to see me bloom
We might all be captivated
After I have been the bug under your microscope
You think you know me
You have no idea
How can you know me
You have no idea
How can you know me
When you don’t take the time to ask
When you jump to judge
If you spent the time you spend judging me, on things in life that matter
Maybe I could find solitude
And anchor myself to peace
I’m not so different after all
I will one day use my key
to unlock my chains
Shed a layer of dreadful years
And reveal who I am
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