In the personal realm.
of our movements as we roam.
Living lies when even heart
and soul are put at stake.
Getting out of bed, never awake.
Grumbling beneath the sound
of pleasant conversation.
A silent scream inside.
Building up the pressure.
Keep it in, don't let the others
ever know it's really there.
Walk along the razor's edge
they call normality. Drinking in
the grand illusion of confusion.
An information highway full of
traffic jams and misdirection.
We find we cannot trust a thing
because it's sleek and new.
Our judgment can't contain
the multimillion trains of thought
that seem to flow right through
our brains. Inflammatory gains
turn into loss. In the personal realm.
Where the love's overwhelmed
by cause and effect, in the
personal realm where we live...
? Michaelette ?
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