ME?
Wait, a movement, check
Into the unknown docks, of your mind
Peaking through is a shot of solid rock with
Crumbling edges that fall between
Hands, little fingers which only hold, strength keeps up
A piece of your own body, breathing
Games watched over by a power, our own heart
Pumps in continuous shakes, each shake
Another second gone, into a sinking
Lapse, in time? What time? This time
We see true potential, your own child
Thriving from unexpected, shattering marriage
Grow, up in here, there is no oxygen
Hold in each chance, it wants to escape
Exploding by, with you, standing, in
Front we can all witness, now
Every still fragment, walking in line
Each showing a life run out, lived by what
We have given in, into the world who made
Us, us without another consideration to whom
This all could belong to, even if it is suppose
To belong, for in so much vast, there is me
Who does? Who is? Who lives?
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