Friday, January 14, 2011

Random Poetry: Collapse

I died
The existence of the human soul wandering
Searching for beyond the obscuring
Waiting, a strange thought of leaving

photo credits: Steven Stahlberg
A burden
The furious relentless storm ceasing
Piles of rocks for marking
Seeking for something pleasing

A feeling, a fleeting feeling
A terrible proceeding
A numbness that soothes the bleeding

Abandon the unpleasant feeling
Discern, it’s oftentimes concealing
I died, succumbing to the succoring

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