intent

without you I’m doomed to look for purpose

instead of living with one

I filled the cracks with good intentions 

but I’m a shell of what I once was 

and as I searched for a cure

a break from safe melancholy 

I was not comforted by my slip into sanity

and though my own dreams turn inward against me 

I know this life, the life of a thief of a life

a life that was once yours to call your own  

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