Talking to Myself

I keep talking myself
Can anyone hear me
Self proclaim militant
Used to write in brilliance
Pen & page of resilience
Spitting the realist shit

I keep talking to myself
Can anyone hear me
I used to have it all together
I felt backed up
Nothing last forever
Guess I had to learn that one rough

I keep talking to myself
Can anyone hear me
I used to not have so much anguish
but between the surgery and Gabriel’s death
I lost the language
To let the pen and my head reach to edge.

Can anybody hear me
as I keep talking to myself.

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