Final Flight

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Dark Poetry

Stone steps.

Walkway.

Downhill memories.

Across the street.

To the beach.

Where I used to go.

Get away.

Hide the strays.

The fuck ups and their fun.

Fall apart.

The poisoned dark

and midnight thought today.

Helping hand

and hurtful hearts.

Black and bruised inside.

Empty felt.

Hollow melts

into cuts upon the flesh.

Bleeding still.

Nothing new.

Numb all through the years.

Sitting here.

Waiting for

no one and nothing at all.

Breathing in.

Sending out.

Reminiscence of the past.

No more fight.

Give in at last.

Completely and utterly alone.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

...and I leave with not a thought.

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