beating
loving me
never felt like
1
2
3.
never
felt linearly
directly
sincerely
straight
enough.
ain't any
shortcuts
highways
signposts
pathways,
just a
jungle maze
of a heart
mapless
aimless
fearless,
lose
yourself.
trace grooves in
the mirror, find
warmth in
grey cinders, drink
rivers and
waterfall worlds and
never find
drops of
satisfaction.
i am hungry.
i am hungry.
i am hungry.
let me feed
and forget
and flourish
and fix fix fix.
hearts ain't meant to
beat in the
rhythm of
another.
i am sick of
beat
beat
beat
beating
for anyone
but
myself.
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