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Not In Straight Line

*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...

The Walk

Walked a long way without looking back..
As the chase stared longer.
Traveled miles away without an ask..
As breathless monger.
Into a never defining path..
Followed an unknown wrath.
A sudden cold breeze..
Turned his back.
Everything visible..
Was gone.
The arms wide spread..
The smothering shade..
The prolific outburst..
The incandescent thirst.
Shut out..
Through the sound proof door.
Choking to talk..
As he had started to walk.

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