A Moment of Poetry I: Subconscious

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Hello 𝐒𝖚𝖇𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘,

"ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ?"

I'm confused and it's

hurting me deeply.

I don't know what to

do sitting at this table?!

(𝐋𝖔𝖗𝖉, keep me stable!)

Looking down at a game

completely enable.

Dressed to the tee in a

psychological casino,

everyone else around

me shouting... "𝐁𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖔!"

I'd take my chances but —

I'm not good at roulette.

I know I should stop

when in a blind bet.

No, I'm not upset!

No regret.

How else am I to learn

but through life events?

Hello 𝐒𝖚𝖇𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘,

"ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ?"

The bed is empty and

I'm getting weary.

In a box contains a heart

made of papier-mâché.

It doesn't bleed but still 𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖞𝖘...

Pulling sheets above

my face, screaming.

'ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ sᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴅɪsɢʀᴀᴄᴇ!'

𝐁𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊!

I'll take hold of the pieces

shattered in place, fond

memories scattered

through this void...

𝖛 𝖆 𝖈 𝖚 𝖚 𝖒 𝖘 𝖕 𝖆 𝖈 𝖊.

Just like that...

There is no trace!

I'm not numb.

There's a whole world to embrace!

Hello 𝐒𝖚𝖇𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘,

"ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ?"

You've lingered enough...

Yet, you still succumb thee?

It's going to take more

than spite to a degree...

I'll rise above that

vicious negativity!

𝐑𝖊𝖑𝖆𝐱!

It's over.

I'm almost done healing.

I've fought and I've won the mental

war that you've been concealing...

Turn around! —

Look, 'ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ?'

I'm back on two feet and

now the one dealing.

Quick question before

you get to kneeling.

Hello 𝐒𝖚𝖇𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘...

"ʜᴏᴡ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ?"

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