Poetic(ish) Musings

That’s Living!

img_1112Screwed up, chewed up, spat out, flat out,
Broken pieces scattered;
Sprayed across the cold hard ground,
Torn up, wrung out, shattered.

Spun around, dizzy now, senses numb,
Wonder how, time and time again, this game,
I’m losing.

Look around, wonder how, and when,
Hope be returning;
Hearing lines, seeing signs, what do they mean?
I’m learning.

If I fall, when I fail, if knocked down,
I’m rising;
To face the tests, give my best, all of myself,
That’s living!

Sunrise – Pulp

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