Friday, September 16, 2011

Walking Me

I fall onto crumbled ground
Their steps unceasing trod toward
Stretching out, we reach for life
Scrambling, teetering me

Standing with unbalanced legs
They still hold with violence
Sinking in, we bleed as one
Struggling, enduring me

I'm fading out of the pain
Blood slows from the dripping wounds
Rising up, we feed this ache
Shuffling, walking me

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