Frayed

everything changed by the light of day
all of the monsters, held at bay
one more night of sordid dreams
one more day not as it seems

broken thoughts and reverent prayers
wishing for things that were not there
pictures left in broken frames
always losing at your games

never one to pull out stops
just so once, I'd be on top
a pile of hopes now resting frayed
from all of you that slipped away
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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