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Poor in Spirit
The accidental tragedies
That have plagued my life thus far
Taught me with a leather strap
All that I overlooked
When my decisions
Failed to be sufficient.
Acceptance is a bitter pill,
But dog eared corners
In chapters long over
Only bind me to regret,
Doomed to be forever
Doubling back to make sure.
Lately, I am poor in spirit,
And my strength fades fast.
I went from big ambitions
To trailer park withdrawals,
And grounding my feet
Seems impossible.
That have plagued my life thus far
Taught me with a leather strap
All that I overlooked
When my decisions
Failed to be sufficient.
Acceptance is a bitter pill,
But dog eared corners
In chapters long over
Only bind me to regret,
Doomed to be forever
Doubling back to make sure.
Lately, I am poor in spirit,
And my strength fades fast.
I went from big ambitions
To trailer park withdrawals,
And grounding my feet
Seems impossible.
Published 18th Jan 2022
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Poverty of my Reality comp
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18th Jan 2022 6:56pm
You keep fighting to get your spirit better. I have high hopes for you. Keep on writing
