Drowned in a system
Of downs
Led to be held
captive
Fearless anonymity scourged
back bone
Presumptive, washing of error
Terrifying
Beheld in a bosom wide open
Inviting
Spiritual malady as human
No more
Error completes
Me.
YOU ARE READING
Gemini
PoetryA purging of the mind, heart, and spirit. . the soul bled through virtual ink.. a melding of words of which i call poetry
