3am

I am not myself today.It is 3am and I,A valiant knight,Am doing battle.It is here again.The strangler.By day it whispers,The guise it wears,A cloak of shards.Half formed fragments.“But what if..?”“Worst case scenario…”Idea upon idea,All leading to the inevitable.Failure.Its enemy is distraction.Pretty things, pretty words.An unshakeable belief,That  it is ridiculous.To those in the know,It is conspicuous.Though every now and then,I have […]

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