This is it


This is it
this is it
this is nothingness,
unmeasurable,
invisible,
but real.
the truth,
stripped of all the usual pretences,
don't flinch at the nakedness
of my words.
i spew forth,
my mouth fluttering
my mind follows, explaining, apologising.
this is me,
a flawed creature,
sarcasm bubbles in my mouth
i spit it out and feel defended.

my words are harsh,
the truth spoken,
judge or be judged,
purged i say no more.
this is it
this is nothingness

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