A RIPPED LIFE

it’s an uphill climb

to find the best way

in that of new trends –

especially when up against the ropes.

when I think about it,

the dream within my screen

is chillin

like a thick frost

upon a window.

nothing good ever comes

from this look.

if I move along,

like being in a ring

fighting a long drawn hangover

in regards to life,

it might be felt in social circles.

though reluctant views exist,

it might get back in touch

with a sunset

that is beautiful,

even if from a walk down

a very dark alley.

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