My strength wanes as does my will I am not certain that I can surmount this hill. Hearts do weaken as does my faith what there was has been shaken.

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roodbennett
@roodbennett
5 years ago

This vessel is like glass, 
and it shatters enmass
Yes, my fears consume me,
as my tears reduce me.
Looking back is useless!
Perhaps looking forward the same,
at time it feels just like a game!
Freedom to have, 
freedom to hold.
Alas, can I be bold? poem stories

roodbennett
@roodbennett
5 years ago


roodbennett
@roodbennett
6 years ago


roodbennett
@roodbennett
6 years ago


roodbennett
@roodbennett
6 years ago


roodbennett
@roodbennett
6 years ago