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A breathless breath
with a motioned gait
the wall of courage is trapped
and the echoes of love vain
from this point on
my plight will become hush.
Trapped in my head
are words I wish to vomit
and nay the tints I hide
my heaven is no more
as my life feels faded
with ashes of burnt guilt
and a sepulcher of wants
I fear my present route
it’s the agony of what I believe
I’m fixing patches to find me
but I’m too gone to be me again
i’d just be a section of a changed mind..

©2016. Ruth Brodrick

Author: I- read

This is a free blog aimed at watering poetic minds and quenching the thirst of readers. My passion for words commemorates the desires to speak the truth, interplay with emotions and voice the fights in troubled souls. Welcome to i-read..

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