Days don’t go easy..
Stare longer or Stay Shut.
Whatever you do..
It’s going to hurt.

Choice is dubious..
Relentlessly infectious.
Wherever you go..
It will give you bruises.

Tears are auxiliary..
With unavoidable reasoning.
Even before you realize..
They pretend to suffice.

Memories take you back..
The very moment you slack.
One Last time you fight..
To set your stage upright.

Collect thoughts..
In hand molded pots.
Buried into your soul deeper..
Forget and smile for you are no weeper.


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