Kameron Williams


Habitual Delirium

Up all night, thoughts astray.
Praying to the abyss for yet another day.
Flying high, abrupt downturn.
No one pleads to exist, yet we are all forced to earn.
My left is up right is down.
I found myself.
I lost it.
Typical.
My surroundings disgust and bore me.

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