Oxygen
Thank you for your kind words,
But taking pity on a tortured soul
Only adds insult to injury.
A bandage on a wound that will never heal.
Never mind the old played-out phrases, the pretense.
Right here and right now.
You're not here.
I can't even imagine asking you to walk with me.
I am a lonely warrior,
fighting battles that are not my own.
Shattered desolation is the best that I can hope for.
You breathed life into these bones,
But was it wasted breath?
I am longing for that which will restore me.
Grounding that is true
in the earth
the cosmos
in each breath I take.
Walk away.
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