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Ashes

Do you ever feel your thoughts so dry
that they roll off your tounge like gravel
as if dust motes were stuck in your throat

reaching to your belly which is uneasy and queasy
rolling like the seven seas
reaching for anything to anchor yourself

to bring you back to reality
making some sense to your backwards thinking
to put you topside again

i'm reaching for heaven but only finding hell
my raspy voice cutting edges in the paper
i'm inkinking on

my blood spilling
stomach bile filling pages
I wish I had something beautiful to write about

though i've lived an ugly life
and like the grindstone it's beaten me down
powdered me into ashes blown about by the smallest winds

I wish I could say i've grown stronger for the experinece
but i've only become afraid
scared of what is to come heaven or hell for the deeds i've done
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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