8 of Swords Reality: a Poem

so much ambition
inspiration fills my head
but all gets funnelled
into anxiety instead…

an underlying sadness
a shadow filled with dread
creating misdeeds;
completely wasting energy…

my life is a hypocrisy
my life ain’t a democracy
it’s cra(c)y demo(n)s chasing me…
it’s others thoughts controlling me…

it’s an 8 of swords reality
and a desperate need for clarity
as a wounded soul mentality
continues to take the best of me…

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