Alone In the Cold
like some junkie
on the side of the road
hiding in the shadows
alone in the cold
i suspire the same
momentary
relapses
cravings
solitary
weakness
pleas on my knees
downcast eyes
swelling
with the voids
of life
in trails
of droplets
falling
off tips
too weak
in mind
body
spirit
to push
the needle
in
the weight
of thoughts
beneath
the sighs
of darkness
as i close my eyes
not knowing
if it's the last
time
they will be
open
(november is diabetes awareness month)
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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