without a word
I could leave
fade into shadows
at the end of another day
much like others have done
but I won’t
I won’t
knowing the pain
silence causes
the ache disappearing
turns and the waiting
breaking of it
leaves a scar
that never heals
indifference
a poison slowly killing me
no.
take your fanfare
your bandaid pulling excuse
the backward plea
and sheepish after thought
I instead
steady on
~
yes, strongly phrased….despite our setbacks along our journey, we nonetheless need to gird up and soldier on as you phrased it…
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