Alone
My mortality is speaking
Breaking words over my bed
A cracked ceiling for comfort
Speckled reflections unsaid
My mortality is speaking
Undaunted and unknown
Days numbered for posterity
Chiseled into nameless stone
My mortality is speaking
Conspicuously confined
Patiently plodding
Stalking a paralyzed mind
My mortality is speaking
Breaking silence with death
Blinking in affirmation
This is my last breath
Copyright © Xavier Keough | Year Posted 2006
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