Up on the Down

I wake up

And feel down.

My heart sings

While my soul burns

And the fire-it feels good…

I feel at peace

When feeling uneasy

I feel at one with myself

But isolated from others.


A strange kind

Of dichotomy.

Published by dustyplz

A thirty-something from PA. Lives with his father and pet cat (Captain Admiral President Ninja Master Snuggy). Works part-time as a grocery clerk with the standard greater aspirations of not being a grocery clerk. Writes short stories and poetry when time permits. Other interests include reading, playing video games and revolution.

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