Dream Machine

Posted in narcissism, poetry

Adapt

Adjust

Master manipulator

Captain courageous

Bodies hidden in the basement

Self-effacement

Faking a fairy tale

Skipped out on bail

Constant craving

Lil red raven

High school shit

Cosplaying commitment

What are you asking for anyway?

Above the fray

Tragic temptation

Neanderthal nation

Designed for safety

Fake and flaky

I have no problem making a scene

Dream machine

Thinking the darling doves

Sing coo-coo, coo-coo

Listen closely

Its fuck-you, fuck-you

(Image from Pinterest)

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Published by 1Wise-Woman

Living, fighting and writing with mental illness and chronic disease and a need to express myself, easing some of the weight I carry. Till I collapse.

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