The escape of my breath from dying lungs By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Tender helpless hands
Outstretched from the colossal abyss
That is love, loss, and lethargic lullabies
Digging deeper
The dirt is caking underneath my fingernails
Desperately clawing to find a God within his children
Yet finding nothing of the sort
Weary arms become numb and listless
Letting shadows consume the brief pale sunrise
Grappling with faith
Bleeding like horizons over porcelain eyes
Heaven, Hell, or am I just straddling fences again?
Bravery before brevity
Sanity has no sovereign, no direction, no pulse
And honor is a last breath escaping from dying lungs
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