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1:39 A.M

Posted on August 10, 2024 by loresaleka

I’m sick of pretending

Sick of overcomplicating

A life and its freedoms 

Stripped by governmental spending

Sick of being forced into a rat race

Sick of cameras stealing my face

Sick of the poisons making me sick

My immune, immune to humanities heartache

I’m sick of control

Controlled by those who never rest from the patrol

Sick of those who take all the power

Sick of the powerless not getting to grow old

Sick of the lies that I’m fed

Sick of the sickness planted in my head

And when l’m done being brainwashed

I’ll be sick from lack of knowledge left unread

I’m sick of the overwhelming choices

From structures designed to drown us in noises

Sick of everything forced down my throat

My eyes squared, screens that hide unknown forces

Im sick of being told what is right

By those who could never fight

A battle from desires and material they hold onto so tight

Im sick of all the wrongdoers

That steal mercy from the fewer 

But the few that never go hungry

I hope decay and don’t produce newer

Im sick of the newest advancements

Sick of virtual enhancements

And the illness is spreading

Soon well be blinded by instalments

Im sick of a distorted reality

Being kept awake by nightmarish dreams

Im sick, but have hope that l’ll be healed with faith and be restored with divine clarity.

Im done being sick.

– Loresa Leka 25.12.23

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