Drowning

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perpetually faulty, these nuisances that befoul your eyes
into your mind twisting, the score of our inaction is listing
where judgments are formed and reality willfully hides

feels like drowning—frantically thrashing for the surface
but finding mere pockets of air—small gasps here and there
yet another noisome irritation to your pristine epidermis

we’ve loved you despite our faults, this I tried to help you see
but my love is dead in inaction—now your ears are deaf to me
so I will open my lungs to the hatred if it will end your misery

Written by Matthew – 2016
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