"I Am" poetic complaints of the distressed & mildly depressed


I am surrounded by liars

Drowning in their version of the truth



I am knee deep in reality

Stealer of my ambitions, hopes and youth



I am walking on the coals

Feet burnt, still burning to their soles



I am left wanting, forever wanting

Filling up but eternally empty, falling



I am a tale better left untold.

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