Why Leave the House?
A storm is gathering

An exercise in futility

And so my social life be

Relegated to novelty beginnings

I sometimes hate my life!

Never a chance

Never a season to learn

Dropped to deep end reality

Awkward distance and speak 

Too much

Too much has been seen

Too much known 

Too real for faux reality being 

Silence now the sound 

His mind the only motion around 

Eyes closed and serenity reached

An escape without escape 

Cathartic reasoning 

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