
Upon life's gravel
my spirit has failed to crawl.
I am within the realm
of blocked open doors.
Afraid to stand upon the
thorns of poisoned failure...
My soul wilts
within the silence,
of inner upheavel.
~a faceless branch,
starved of visual desiring thirst.
My unspoken tears
shadow the footprints of eternal time,
As tommorrow's hunger
echos within unknown skies...


Very nicely done





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