Thoughts Written on Paper by Corina DC

Running from myself June 10, 2024   Running from myself I became a ronin I belong to nothing Living on the edge of faptic   Running from myself I became static Living non-ecstatic I care about nothing   Running from myself I became eretic Losing sense of etic I hide over burning   Running from myself I became silent Screamming in my silence I can’t overhear   Running from myself I became lonely I hide from interactions I don’t believe in anyone   Running from myself I became a ronin I belong to nothing Living on the edge of faptic