I'm back in years
before my time
thinking, wishing
and hoping for
a truth to find
itself amongst
the razor wire
I hold myself
upright with
I feel like that
kid again, a
steady stutter
heartbeat
anticipation
of words
never said
Not even sure
I can breath
or be here
again with this
splintered mind
racing thoughts
and heart beat
heart change
changes into
that intersection
of blood, hope
tears, and love
Razor wire
comfort seems
should be my
only worth
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