I died
The existence of the human soul wandering
Searching for beyond the obscuring
Waiting, a strange thought of leaving
dragonfly photo credits: Steven Stahlberg |
A burden
The furious relentless storm ceasing
Piles of rocks for marking
Seeking for something pleasing
Existence
A feeling, a fleeting feeling
A terrible proceeding
A numbness that soothes the bleeding
Leaving
Abandon the unpleasant feeling
Discern, it’s oftentimes concealing
I died, succumbing to the succoring
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