cryptic shield

The feelings are gone and they aren’t coming back.

I feel cold and bleak and like it like that. 

Cynicism is like a cryptic shield. 

As I let it become me, the nausea yields. 

I’m sure the “bubbly” might resurface again. 

But I’ll drown out the echo with other men. 

I’m sorry if I hurt you, but I do not regret.

Those feelings were toxic, and I perceived them as threats. 

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Comments (1)

  1. arabica

    Drowning in the echo of other men is adding an unnecessary complexity to a situation that’s obviously demanding ones integrity.

    May 09, 2016