Temporary Arrangements

Your voice is distant
And yet too loud.
You are affirmative,
I am in doubt.
You scream of your existence,
While I hide my face.
In shadows of reason,
I search solace.
You are the bitter truth,
I JUST Can’t face.
Yonder you shout,
As I flee from the reflection
and my irrational afflictions
For temporary arrangements.

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