not well

not well

A Poem by FaeryQueen

"not well"




to rid myself of these fantasies

these visions

delusions

i am way past my limit of temptation

so tell me where does the blind eye go to recoup

where does the mannequin find reprieve

the stagnant stills of the world

where do they find redemption?

© 2020 FaeryQueen


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Added on March 29, 2020
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