Everyday Life

Some Days I Tire 4/2/2018

Some days I tire,

life’s hooks catch on my eye

and I lie down and try

simply to cry

simply to fall short

surely to disappoint then dissipate

oh crucify me innate

again, then wait,

simply, no way, surely,

again, again,

will this haunting

ever end?

 

Can I paint my mural

with blood, ink,

and pen.

 

Make It End.

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