The Veil in My Fucking Feelings

  • Dec. 1, 2017, 11:29 p.m.
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Drop the Veil
Thoughts are Locked.
Trust is Gone
Communication Lost.

What was once my solace,
Is now my prison.
It just keeps happening
Nobody listens.

If you wanted to know
What i felt or thought
You should have approached me
Just to talk.

My words misused.
My mind confused.
Signs of technology being abused.

I’m shutting my thoughts in a time vault
Leather bound treasure
That needs no lock.

But herein
You wont find
What you need
To unravel me mind.
Or to mislead.


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