I Need To Feel the Floor
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I need to feel the floor,
I need to know the walls
are sound when evening falls
and darkness pounds the door
I need to seal my wounds,
to heal until I find
when I peel back the rind,
I'm real beneath the ruins
I need to rest my eyes,
to dream until at last
the messes of my past
mean less when I arise
I thirst for something more
but if it's to be found,
first, I must find my ground
I need to feel the floor
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Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2017
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