Sideways

Sadness follows the ends of my hands,

Gravel broken sideways. 

 

Finish the beginning to confirm the edges,

Shadows digging deeper.

 

The bridge built for the followers,

Leans forward,

Above that brittle and cold creek.

 

Water fills holes to drown the children,

Your gasps unending,

A quiet end on the side of relief and tranquility.

 

Following the bitter wind and fingers that dangle,

Ending in shadows,

A tree is built to block the sun.

 

It is to be once again,

Aside the cloud,

Sideways.

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