It happened again
I let my ego, my passion
Suffocate me with self obsession
Misrepresentation
To take what was given
Without question
I’m drowning in narcissism
To the point of being numb
I don’t know what I’ve become
My thoughts so gruesome
In my heart a chiselled chasm
And my soul a shadowed phantasm
Can there be any redemption
A way back from abdication
For a wretch lost in translation
Will someone light a beacon?
On this abomination
Awaiting absolution
Copyright © JRFC April 2019 Image from Pixabay, modified by JRFC
Welcome back!
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you know I am here for you my friend. how I’ve missed your words. but seriously, as someone who feels more monster than man I feel this strongly.
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👍🏻❤️
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You know it Brother Man 👊🏻
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I’ve missed you… and I really like this.
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Sometimes we need less words than at other times, so that we can indeed continue. A hiatus can be sorrowing
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But, it can be the fire we need, welcome back, it has been long.
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Taking one step at a time ❤️
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I try to think of it as a tactical retreat. It may be a dark place but for me it’s safe 😊👍🏻.
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Small steps 👍🏻💪🏻
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👍
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As it should/must be 🙂
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