chasing

Sometimes life feels fucked.

So I pause.

Pauses need a reset, so now I hit reserve —the tape breaks.

Can’t seem to find the connection to the wifi, so I unplug.

I find the nearest outlet, and I plug in the charger.

My phone is dead, so I sit with my thoughts.

I see a dog run by, so I run after it.

It leads to this place that seems familiar.

There are these walls that are incredibly vivid in color.

I couldn’t see that day. I wake up. Here I am again repeating the same old toxic cycle.

Published by BEYNYC

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