The Wall
I drive past the building that used to be Kmart
The side wall I once met with my car making a dart
I was 17 and at the lowest part of my life
On medication that sadly furthered my strife
I survived that wall over 20 years ago
Never again letting myself ever go that low
That wall is a terrifying reminder of mortality
And a source of gratitude with highest gravity
Just like one day my life will pass
So too will that wall turn to grass
Until we meet again mister wall
I stand tall loving the long haul
Copyright © Mark W. | Year Posted 2025
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