Lingering sting of the cold
aching muscles telling me
I walked too far
my ears ringing from the sudden shot
Sirens flash through my mind
Someone must have died
Dark thoughts cloud me
Depression rears its head
not this time I say aloud
Cest'la vie as I walk on by
Comments
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Ah, a metaphor for unhappiness or depression I think. I like how you portrayed that feeling, of going to far, or feeling that you had, and that sense of relief.


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a good piece of poettry penned - it is good to walk along the road and think of the world spinning by us.


