Jack 128

9 Nov 2024

 

 

Reflecting on moments of joy and remorse

While navigating life’s obstacle course

 

Remnants both hot and cold

Surfacing from times of old

 

Disorientated, not knowing what to say

Inverted times of night and day

 

As the mist descends and fog appears

The mind quietly cries dry tears

 

Continual hope punctured with despair

Surrounded by darkness, void of care

 

Captive in a place that you don’t belong

Sometimes life sings your own sad song

 

 

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