under construction

soon as i

 thought

i found iT

i find out

iT was never

in my sights,

i was never

trying

and my end

results

would showcase justly

why…

i thought

IT

was a sure bet

no assembly required

get iT

got iT

fine,

but nothing

is ever free

you have to want

iT

bad enough

to

die,

kill

all else

that does no good

what good is

iT

what good

is

mine,

is just

another

greedy way

but all iT does

is condense

and

hide,

what matters

most

and what really

shows

is the overflow

of the inside

pride,

you can bullshit

all you want

but ugliness

no make up

or article of clothing

can fully cover up

and

hide…

so go off

and hide away

dig deep inside

rip it out

and open wide,

this is

what iT is

to you

theres no explaining

light,

a blind man

can not see

so why even tease

with the thought

of

sight,

im currently

UnderConstruction

for the soon approaching

already been here

but iTs coming back again

#fight

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  1. I’ve always thought of life as like the roads around Chicago…always under contruction. 😉

  2. I absolutely love the structure of this; it makes the words even more powerful.

  3. Excellent write and makes you think, thank you

  4. Thought-provoking! I like the feeling of rush in this poem!

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