This isn’t Intended to be the Last Post of the Month…


What happens when you try and feel,

and nothing is quite right?

What happens when you want some peace,

and all there is

is strife?

When all of life’s roses you go to smell are filled with decay

and are rotting,

Just like your soul every time you log in to the system

of higher education as you’re plotting.

You’re in too deep and have too much to lose,

without this sheet of paper,

what’s left is the life of an undesirable recluse.

What you tried to do is learn to thrive,

but what’s learned from it is that you were set up

to die.

Our society only finds your value in the gutter it is slowly beating you in,

never to be whole,

and then-

Written by Me 9.29.15

This is intentionally black.

This is intentionally black.


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