imaginary burdens

10 Oct

no point in getting my panties in a bunch

over imaginary slights

exaggerated blows to an over inflated pride

but i guess having a point

isn’t the point

there is no point to being insane

just a chaotic descent

tearing me limb from limb

imaginary burdens are the worst kind of baggage

no one can lighten a load that was never there

to begin with

all i can do is allow myself to disappear

into the perfection of the moment

sitting still without opinion or comment

and be, in that moment

absolutely real

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