My footsteps heavy
as heavy as my heart
that struggles to beat

slow pain
and even slower
realization

that I will never be
fucking good enough

I was not watching
where I was going

for now I am
a lost and wandering soul

and I

fell into a black hole
of swirling thoughts

and I

have more questions
than I have answers

but my mouth
will remain closed

as will my heart

as your eye
looks down
upon me
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