Post 20s

I strived for light brighter than my torch, keenly

Overlooked cues of collectively sourced beams

I learned, scouted for candle stores, shared maps

 

I passed cold shoulders to who refused me a hand

Now, I figured, those I cried help from needed it too

Adulting reveals, some greetings have requests attached

 

I have been losing fights in my own 3am dreams

A sedulous being, solitary man in the observing eyes

Necessity entails, good & evil is subjected to sentiments

 

I played a fool in few scenes, and got me stepped on

Free love I found cost me tolls in emotional currency

Growth unfolds in corrections surpassing mistakes

 

I wanted money without completing myself

Paused the chase and bought a mirror, reflecting

Moulding my troubles and struggles into a living art

 

I yearn for success only sufficient to my needs

So, I ready my table, feed the mind, journal thoughts

The past (20s) is always present, buried only in minds

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◄ Bleed In Mine

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