Jaded and Weightless

Howling familiarity

Every day plays out the same

I’ve spent a lifetime transposing pain to page

Dropping deep into myself

The yawning abyss

Inflicting wounds, pressing bruises, then telling what I felt

Hope for anything at all

Looking forward to impact

I’ve lost the thrill of the fall

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