Feb. 17th, 2017

tigriswolf: (a bird may love a fish)
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Title: soot-stained
Written February 16, 2017


It aches
continually
My body
My heart
My soul
so tired
I trudge on

I wish it were over
but time alone heals
so they say
This too shall pass
so they say
Trudging,
I hold on

Dreaming
asleep or awake?
Yes
always yes
Minutes days weeks
Months are gone
but it feels like just yesterday—

Time heals
Hurt fades
Memory softens
Soon again my soul will sing—
everyone says

Hope is all I have now
Hope that they are right
and this too will pass
This will pass
Asleep or awake it all feels the same
but it will pass

I trudge
I crawl
I weep
—I hope

—I hope—

Trudging,
I hold on
—Hoping
I hold on

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