A Frail Mind
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Sadness creeps in akin to an acrid taste.
Magnificent dreams are now gone to waste.
Fevers rage on as birds sing a song.
My mind is awake, but something is wrong.
Frail it becomes, this once strong mind,
As doubts and fears start to unwind.
Memories fade like a distant shore.
Leaving me lost and wanting more.
Tears fall gently, akin to summer rain.
As I strain to hold on to what remains.
But the world keeps spinning, never slowing.
And I find myself just floating.
Frailty is not a weakness but a sign of time.
This a reminder that we all must decline.
But in this weakness, there is still strength.
A will to fight, to lead to any length.
So I'll hold on tight to what I hold dear.
And let the cast off the things that bear fear.
A frail mind can still be strong,
And with perseverance, its strength can prolong.
The taste of sadness may linger long,
But it can't overpower the beauty of a song.
And amidst the pain and the strife,
There's still a world full of life.
So let your mind be
Written: June 05, 2023
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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