Tell Me,
Have you ever felt true poena ?
Or
A tiredness, beyond ......belief.
For only them, that’s been.
Truly knows.....
And
I’m hoping one day.
With all that’s between me, and
the coming, of the dawn.
I’ll lose this melancholy !
For
I’m hiding behind.....
a single blade, of bison grass.
Now, that you, have ......gone.
For you were so beautiful
It hurt my eyes, to watch you....and.
After all
Who wants to die ...alone?
Giajl © Jim Love