Sunday, November 13, 2022

Miles

I'll steal sentences until I find
The words needed to clear my mind
Pour them out until I see
Someone who looks like me

Will there be a chance to fix it all
After the storm, after the fall
When the whole world is covered in rust
And every heart lies beneath the dust

Lie to me, just for awhile
Lest we count every mile
And every problem accumulates 
And we remember death awaits 

I'll watch my blood ebb and flow 
In the end, where else is there to go
In the beginning, where's it from
Somewhere delicate or somewhere numb 

What could it all possibly mean
All the things I've never seen
All the people I've never met
All the boundaries I never set

I'll steel myself until I find
A purpose I can get behind
A life unstained by memory 
A reason for being me

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