I Am

I'm a walking corpse,

nocturnal creature,

exhausted in the human world,

existing to savor life's cruelty..

abandoned with dreams

died but not buried...

ridden the agony of depression,

combusted with frustration..

sober with scrutiny of people...

a lame writer..

by Nixiebear Naval Cabrera

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Comments (1)

i must disagree with the last line. your a great writer. and may your dreams be fullfilled, not abandoned. nice piece!