Raggedy Man
Goodbye.
Alone, and sad. He swings.
Fearing a future, dreading his past.
What comes next? What happened?
His eyes full of a thousand years worth of the pain of loss.
Hands knitted together, one grasping the other.
Feet dangling helplessly inches above the ground.
His mind races
Everything else around him slows to a stop and fades to nothing.
That one moment, that changed everything
Eats him alive from the inside out.
Why did it have to be this way?
What could he have done to stop it?
Would it have even mattered?
He could save the world, and solve any problem.
But, is it worth it? When he can’t save himself?
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