Drown

words, words, all around;
what was lost, now is found,
I took off the shroud

that’s how my spirit feels;
diving deep, keeping it real,
my heart offered, your next meal

devoured with skimming eyes,
white lies, no replies,
the ‘like’ a disguise, bleeding me dry

why?

sometimes I drown in this digital sea;
can’t see the real me,
lungs choking on hyperbole 

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