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I Cannot Process This Mess

By Crissy DXCIIPublished 7 years ago 1 min read

Do you process easily?

I thought about this question

Over and over. Questioning.

This quest I must get before it…

becomes a questioning.

I am a pro but nothing less.

I process the mess you leave.

Every time you leave I feel empty.

I count the fruits and even the trees.

I know you will be coming home.

But it seems so hard to process.

Figuring out this mess and…

Feeling empty.

Darkness inside when you leave.

But I expect nothing best.

Except when you arrive home.

It kills the sadness inside.

Builds a nest beside me.

I hate being lonely.

slam poetry

About the Creator

Crissy DXCII

Married👫 Elio's mommy👪


Writing & Ink Drawing ✍


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