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Life's a Beach
Poems
Sep 2013
Finding a foothold.
I stood at the sea edge
looking into the precipice
mud on my shoes
and a hole in my heart.
This time I asked for nothing
there were no more questions
as there were no more answers
of hope, I was, devoid.
I was already falling
air ripped from my lungs
numb of all emotion
good or bad.
I searched my heart for
something;
a rope,
a ladder,
a foothold.
Anything to once more
hold me to this life.
At first glance I found nothing.
And then Something
snagged,
a face full of pain,
of disappointment,
of grief.
An immovable object in
my current of life.
I couldn't leave her.
Of all others I thought nought.
But I could not, and would not,
abandon this one for the world.
You saved my life that night.
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