Saturday, September 25, 2021

Make My Stand

You thought, and hoped, it had  changed

Time ebbing by faster, vortex of  indecisive giving

Going through the motions is not really living 

Sleepless nights of crushing blame


Reality is a jagged pill to swallow

Choking it down with the ashes of dreams

Rainbows bleeding grey, deafening silent screams

Shattered perceptions leave a soul hollow


Looking at the ghost of what you wanted to be

Acceptance of what is, causing strength to cower

Once again, alone, crying in the shower

Wondering if there is more in which to believe


Starting over was not part of the plan

Gone as far in this illusion as anyone could

No longer caring about shouldn’t or should

Want to feel alive for once so I must make my stand
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