Breaking of the Bones: I

Breaking of the Bones: I

I’ve traveled all my final length
Worn my shoes through and through
I’ve given my final bit of strength
My body fades to ground askew

I feel each strain and bending bone
Each scar beating with my heart
My muscles stiffen into stone
I feel as if I’ll break apart

I lean back against earth so cold
Letting it seep into every joint
Each ache, a story yet untold
Just moments from my breaking point

I breath deep into my burning chest
Gasping after each passing breath
Setting aside my final unrest
Waiting for my bodies death


Posted on February 1, 2014, in Dark, Loss, Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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