let them in
a sense of failure, comes on just as consistently
as a shit faced drunk looking for a shag.
the weight we carry home on our own, crippling.
every pound of flesh,
each daily motivation:
a stretch
a yawn
a walk or dietary endeavour
is as hard, as it gets these days.
plans bring calm when they appear to be unobtainable.
will i ever think the things I do a…
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