A Self Struggle

I sit around now 
Laying on the ground now 
Making no sounds now 
Trying to be found now 
But no one’s around now 
I’m beating the ground now 
Making many sounds now 
Gave up on being found now 
I sit around now 
The feelings profound now 
Gave up on sound now
Stopped beating the ground now
And to death I am bound now
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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