Poetry With Anna: My Brain Is An Envelope

An envelope locking down on my skull, 

Being sealed by anthropogenic selfishness,

Stamped by anxious infectiousness.

Once exhaustedly unlocked and grappled with, 

The feelings are still impenetrable to me, so 

I inscribe my own story to tell myself, 

But the facade is too soon scratched so i must 

Unfurl the truth stained pages within,

They crinkle and tear into oblivion. 

The dictionary to my thoughts forever erased,

With only an empty envelope

Soon to be replaced.

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