Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

The Internet told me

it gets better with time

and

I want to feel this,

this…

better they speak of;

Seems like every time I’m close enough

to reach it, touch it, be it

it’s snatched away.

Or, maybe it runs…

Either way,

all I’ve ever known is pain, and confusion.

I just want to heal

and I’m tired of

this interference.

Please,

just let me be

free.

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