I am-or

Just a fraud

Confusing before with afters of a lost

A cause paid to defrost

Awhile I tried to take in pride

exhaling it from my lungs as I stand with smoke releasing from the chambers of my Guns

As there—again, is no reason to hide

All bull-shit aside I’ve crossed a heart and waved through tides….

Alarms rage that “it’s not a test”

Either I am-or I detest

—-my time is pressed

“Push the god-damn button”

Published by Alpha’s Poetry notes

I am what is considered to be a starving artist; support my vision, my dream to be free with a like and/or comment. #Sharedemo

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