The middle

The middle

A Poem by Nearstayy
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Life could be better but always be worse,

 

we sit in the middle and there is no reverse,

 

My life has newly been cursed'


with monotony,


look at what success has gotten me,


stability,


locked with stagnant faculties,

 

my unstimulated mind is fit to devour me,


as it longs to feel the anger that used to empower me. 

© 2016 Nearstayy


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