Emotions riding high...
Tilting, falling, oh
Whispers of sudden gloom
Filling the air, choking
Like the smell of smouldering iron
Yes of acid on metal...
The pain, the shame
Sharp and lasting
Like piercing to the heart
Leaving alive, just barely
And yet he lives,
Scared but alive
Like a damaged good
Only more valuable
The senses awakened
Traumatized and fragile but still with life
Hot tears stream down the cheeks
Wetting the parched facial skin
And the heart?
A mosaic of a bittersweet life!
My Submission - There is usually more to life than just what happens to us. It is what happens within us that will ultimately determine how our lives turn out.
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