Wretchedly Broken

To toil such miseries
The heart no longer
Reaches for hopeful dreams.

The cracks beckon a
Warped desire for
The continuing damages
Creeping into the shadows.

Lighting in full
Retreat, the silence careens
Across the miles as pieces
Continue to fall away.

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CortanaLain aka XELain

Weird, Dark at Times, Creative Poet Writer with bits of Flow, Spacing moments outside thru realms of Life.