romanticize the criticism
looking outward for forgiveness
thinking that redemption really
isn’t in your greatest interest

on your knees but you’re on praying
switching sides like contemplating
you never bought a map
you didn’t know that you were navigating

life’s a trip looking for a ride, my brain
a vehicle that left my memories outside
i found them in a ditch one day
now i have nothing left to hide

i guess i didn’t want them with me
donate while i’m feeling thrifty
my soul was only made with so much space
i think i grew too full




Angela Bachmann

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