Denounced
Feeling segregated in a crowed many, as I stock companionship to fuel my soul. I breathe on the images of my failed relationship(s), tossing fragments of personal growth around cardio driven hips; vanity befriends my stubborn peace and admit struggling to balance the inconsistency.
Mesmerizing infections of inner acceptance begins to spill comfort across my skin, I roll around in such a profound compound of the maturity I’ve found… now my wisdom and spirituality are friends.
My intelligence solicit ourselves an offering to the next person who leeches himself to my morning sheets, attaches his style to my prideful smile and so we’ll walk this metaphor for a little while.
I envision experiences I’ve yet felt; spoken words with emotions pelted into existence of the time I have left.
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