My isolated month

Soul repairing the carnage

Hiding hurt, taking cover under bed covers

Avoiding deceit , lies prance and parade themselves, howling to the moon

Energy vampires, sucking my essence, feeding off the stench of their false self importance

I regret you all.

Stilling winds, quiet places, I die and vanish beneath the abandonment

I reject you all.

Rhythmic beats awake my desire, my heart hears nature’s call

Standing alone, raising palms to the sun

I call my name and walk again.

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