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May 2014
Every day is like another challenge
Another chance to survive
We boast and gloat
Off the little we know
You discover more when you are open
With no expectations of what’s to be
Until you develop your own morals
You unfurl your tainted schemes
Ruin your reputation
There is no much you've failed to seek
Oh darling
Your intentions pure
Not pure enough to save the tainted ground in which you step
I can tell you’re upset
About the outcomes of the dreams
May you weep in sorrow?
Even though tomorrow
Holds another key
To another door
To another world of opportunity
If only you’re crusted eyes could see
The potential of passion
Within the being
Let your veins bleed out the poison
Your induced drug like reality
Binging on sweet alcohol and smoking down your regrets
But are they regrets? Or disappointments of who you are
We see those nights reflect in the mirror
The grim look upon your young face
The crinkle marks faded where your smile used to be
Running from fears and broken hearts
Sitting in the rain
Cold, worn and rejected
When even turned up in the dirt
They still pick for more
I’m fearful to die alone
To fade unnoticed
To have loved is to have felt great pain
To have lived is to have gained and lost
When the day is old and you lay to rest your head
Don’t be troubled by your past
Or fear the unknown
For one day we will stumble upon
The greatest gift
Unconditional love and affection
Traci Eklund
Written by
Traci Eklund  Northern Mitten, USA
(Northern Mitten, USA)   
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