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An Omen of Dust

January 4, 2018
By C BRONZE, Wolcott, Connecticut
C BRONZE, Wolcott, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
Always stand up for what you believe in, even if it means standing alone.-Kim Hanks

I sit watching in this world
A lover never noticed before
In the pits of the floor
Reduced to dust, evermore

I’ve been constantly reduced to tears
I’m haunted by all my worst fears
The minor ones still bother me
But they make me feel I’ll never be free

I’m always forgotten and sent away
Given smiles, but never in a way
That make me feel all glad inside
It’s a good thing dust is easy to hide

I sit shoulder to shoulder, with no one, forever
The day I die, tick tock, goes the clock
Life will go, time will pass
Dust accumulates, left unchecked

Friendships I have never last
It’s like an egg that never hatches
Sorrow, hatred, pity, gore
My life is filled with all the more

A life of a peasant, I have
I must believe I must be sad
But I sit waiting on the floor
Dust accumulates, evermore

The author's comments:

Very depressing. Especially depressing when mindlessly awake at night. I hope you get to peer inside the heart and soul of a depressed person, and understand them better. Mind you, I'm the opposite; quite up-beat. Just very empathic and a good writer.

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