onward, despite ourselves

i wish
i were less
change resistant
amd more efficiently
stain resistant
a monochromatic
tye dyed soul
leeching sorrows
from the æther
rather than let
myself be swept
by the currents

a goddamned liar
writing shitty odes
to drowning
yet afraid to take
the final plunge
withering away
on a desolate beach
hoping to see her
casually stumble past

the stains
ingrained
through pain
remain lingering
as i disavow
myself of dream

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