Life is for the living.
Inside creaky shouts
I cannot claim to know
a despair so great
that my heart should remain
quiet enough to hear
death’s leathery whisper.
Haunts some,
coaxes others.
For others still, relief.
Thought I once felt
an inexplicable grief
to be alive; it is a mystery.
Could’ve fallen beneath the surface,
stayed afloat and drowned
instead the rumor
death once told me.
Life is for the living. |
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