Messenger


When all you seem to be understanding is the truth
You realize how all your words to those who don't see are nothing but sucker punches 
Blows to the face from a stranger to their soul that they would never have seen coming
The rebound their soul makes when the fist hits 
The throb of your throat pulling back
How hard it is to swallow that huge void 
This emotion that was brought upon you with unjust
I am simply just a reality check and nothing more...
 

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