(Here's another poem from my chapbook "Exposed".)
Burn
Run
the course, walk the flame.
One
day gone, another dismayed.
Weeks
go by; this too shall pass,
shelter
yourself from the recent attack.
Close
your eyes and wish for sleep,
push
away images of broken dreams.
Pick
yourself up and dust yourself off;
keep
your head high and rep what’s been lost.
So
much at stake, just push through the pain;
fight
like hell for the happiness you gained.
Each
day a new singe upon already aching flesh,
close
your eyes as it burns, make a new wish.
Keep
on believing, it’s all you can do.
Why
give up after all you’ve been through?
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