Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Waiting

Weeping for a breath of fresh air
Mystical rain on my cheeks
Bones tired wanting rest
Mind swallowed by elusive eyesight
Feet moving unbalanced
Sounds making blank static
My beating heart muffled

Out of touch
Wanting more
Getting less
Waiting patiently

Supposing my ills will transform with relief

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