Miss-Diagnosed

by BEJohnson   Jul 26, 2022


Praying silently.
Trapped inside.
Salvage my soul.
Dangerous mind.

Beauty in pain.
Inside I burn.
Pain so alluring.
Off in the distance
Luring skies entrap
Awaiting my ghosts
Risen from the ashes.

God fleeted.
Answers unmet.
Death conceited.

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