you walk this fine line teetering left from right a seconds grasp clinging safety open wounds fresh scattered shelter i’ve found a home here within this orbitual heartbeat stealing spotlights craving dignity.

what do i do? how must i act? where do i go? when out of breathe? from running fast from running so damn fast as if your heartbeat threatened scars upon my back treading deep waters a submissive insanity begging to be healed begging to be forgotten, your blurred face cross hazed, i’ve lost direction.

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