Tricking Yourself Out Of Being Lonely
Lonely is the life they lead.
People are the things they see.
Destined to be in the city.
But left behind in the country.
Striving for greatness but all that recieved is failure.
Drowning in a sea of lost dreams waiting for no prince charming.
Running and running the drumming of lost feet.
The brain not functioning.
Not saying where to go.
Feet get confused and one goes straight the other goes back arguing about which direction to take.
Field or forest.
Confused feet not knowing what to do accidently send this mess of a person across a cliff landing face first in the water.
Has forgotten how to swim doesnt know what to do.
Starts drowning in water shallow enough to stand but in reality their legs are broken.
Their shoes on the wrong feet.
Their brain functioning finely.
This was all just them trying to rid themselves of the lonely.
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