Nightfall’s Musings
Bloodshot eyes
Clear despite the rain
Breaths as silent as they are translucent
Dark circles
Covered by flesh covered dust
A semi truck collision
Of crippling fatigue
Shattered steps
Bone snapping tendon
Snapping back to this
There is no empty like the cornea of the eye
The center of the earth
Restless and pressured
A finger brush at the corner of the universe
Eyes opening to dark
One must decide they want to see the light
One Day At a Time
This poem is about:
Me
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