Sunday, September 27, 2015

Left to be

Written words,
vision of black ink,
tastes of salt,
scrolled in the mind,
left to be!

Nothing comes to light,
that was dream-t,
Worthiness staggers,
in muddied floors of soil.
Dust left to be!

Given life,
taken lightly,
conquered hardships
fall short from good enough.
exhaustion, left to be!

Giving every ounce,
nothing left but a heartbeat.
Worries about those that live,
dying inside with every step taken.
Me, left to be!

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