Doomed to Repeat

You are only accompanied by viscous thoughts

That thicken as they pour from heart to page. 

And once they set in their spot unwelcome,

They must be chiseled off to assuage. 

 

And to what do you give some merit?

And to what do you brush aside?

To what must you heed so desperately?

And what may you leave in stride?

 

For voices so firm speak words as visceral

As the greed of fear the consumes them.

And so we purge through indiscriminate,

And our minds are blank; briefly benign. 

But what of our path forward?

Must we reside in mediocrity?

So bleedingly aware of our bashful faults;

Stark in our empty mind.

We are lost if they are not. 

And so rifle through your every corner;

Uncover the things you ought to, and know;

You'll never be rid of your viscous thoughts. 

 

 

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