inward locus


January 29, 2020 | 1 min read

Shortened my circle
Narrowed my mind
Blackened my emotion
Taking one step at a time
It hurts when I care
It hurts when I don’t
Being a part of the whole
That isn’t real
Open that door
It isn’t locked
I’m running out of blames
Truth to be told
Memories are cropped
Feelings have faded
Settling for superficial
The life I’ve invaded

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