I am going to be

I am going to be swallowed whole,

And there is no fixing it, I know,

I am going to be chewed, eaten alive,

And the scariest part, is that I will survive,

 

I have fucked it all up, one big hole for myself I’ve built,

And how I deal with the emotions, the consequences, and the guilt,

Of what I’ve done and what I continue to do is unknown,

And because of my destructive actions, I’ve pushed everyone away, I am alone

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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