Onward, Towards The End

 My movement is slow,

I twist through my broken bones,

leaving behind a trail of blood,

the further I get away from it,

the closer I get to death,

but I struggle forward,

I have to,

I need to,

the desire to live is too strong,

even though each inch I move,

each inch I drag my shatter frame,

is an inch closer to death I come,

but still,

I go on..


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4 Comments Add yours

  1. sheldonk2014 says:

    Unfortunately we all pay this price in one way or another

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Everyday, in every way


  2. The master of darkness!!! That’s right not a master… THE MASTER!!!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Humbled, beyond words my friend! Thank you

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