stream of consiousness

All high n’ mighty,
gets low n’ destroyed.
These emotions
one tries to avoid.
 
Wake up
same emotion in me,
dark as the sea...
as deep as the deep,
only secrets to keep.
 
Silence in my confusion,
was the confidence an
illusion, are my fantasies
a dellusion?
 
It’s hot, blood rising,
but it isn’t suprising.
That these feelings are
arising. Wake up to the
sun rising.
 
Now I start realizing,
I never new anything at all.
Or I always new?, n’ know
I have to do.

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