there’s no clever way to say this

so i rather let the words play

i don’t have the courage

to be free

hands of betrayal

jot every word

like a tock

flowing from damp skin

invisible lines own my pen

and i’m too afraid

to unwind


- bc

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muted vessels of distrust

deluded in dust

cinched by a thread of hope

unlikely to find an exit

worth the jagged road


- bc

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the tipping point will come

and when that moment

reveals itself

escape is not an option

change will bud

without your blessing

but you choose

what happens next


- bc


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