How to How to How to

Feel

Everyone can correct with appeal

There is a way

we are supposed to be

free

unburdened from

falls

sleeping in a perpetual summer

Bummer, this life is not,

If you’ve never seen someone shot.

Rhyming like yoda,

while sipping on my soda.

trying to tell a story

bout a life turned gory.

Disconnect into dreams

subconscious crack

stack

the pills by the counter

It’s the only way

to escape this day –

It’s always playing –

The fam keeps praying.

They didn’t see the corpse.

It has a name.

Shamed

Stay the same. Can’t.

Game over.

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