Survival - Vales

I’m slowly irrelevant fast becoming a fiction-based content

My ligaments are ornaments.

I’ve lost all of my meaningless words Sleepless

walker has nothing left to say

Sleepless walker lives in dreams of waste

Pull yourself back together just to be torn back apart

But the ground is coming there’s no time to restart

As horizons bent over skylines I find myself dissatisfied with time

As power lines fell closer in a circular dismay sometimes things are better off

left grey

I am reminded of my survival each and every day

I am decay

Repeated and reversed

Dispersed and converged

Living backwards through a rabid sense of urge

I am a habitat

Housing each and every burden that strangles all of our desires and your

positivity is devastating me