Time Passing…Reflection

Dark thoughts that mean nothing, do nothing.

Empty spaces spark a life that dulls despair

All to help crisscrossing synapses slowly melt.

A fire burning, ash in the wind that coats each reality in a soft grey cushion.

Anger seeking, sifting and reflecting years past with the future obscured by

Well meaning billowing clouds that slide across the sky just to fade away.

Silent cries become silent screams that convey anguish that has languished…

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