Friday, September 11, 2020

Becoming Alive

 

In this place where we once met 

You no longer come around

Sitting here in emptiness

I do not hear a sound


With this bridge being burned

There is but one way to leave

Away from the ashes 

To a place I can breathe 


Rotting in place is not a way

My heart wants to thrive 

Simply by leaving

I’m becoming alive

©️September 2020

DWP

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