Fading Into Morning

bombs drop 

from the sky

I want to hide

I do not run

on blank pages

I share 

what is held inside

often waiting 

far too long 

reaching out

through these words

seeking release 

not answers

dark victories 

follow heavy shadows

am I looking for forgiveness 

from someone else but me

when I wake 

I look to make my peace

with the day

that follows the morning sun


puppy paws
October 2019

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