What you had to say…

I thought about what you had to say,
That it would change and I am,
But for what exchange I must pay,
For all of lives many emotional shames,
I can no longer hide from it all,
And try to be someone I am not,
I could try to see past stories forgot,
Hidden from the world of living,
But there is no escaping what,
No running or even death of thought,
For living all we have is words and disease,
Not one too far from the other,
So forgive me sister and brother,
But these are my last words and decrees.

By Ryan Anthony Gibson

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