He inhales,

Yet again he finds himself feeling six feet under,

covered by life bearing soil

The life in which he ponders how he missed.

He inhales,

This time,

His sorrow and self loathing are lifted away

Into the clouds

This is where they remain

For a time that seems ever too short.

He inhales,

Hoping to never return

To his sad reality.

He can't escape.

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In this world in which

We live

We are blind to what we will not see.

The opposite

They haven't light.

Daring

We clash with great might.

One day I will get away

And walk this path not another day.

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