October 6th


No one ‘likes me’
I’m too old for this
Waiting
For someone to decide
How much I’m worth
Based on what they see
An old soul
2000 years
I’d been running
And it’s time
What time?
When the heart is too sick
To go on fighting
How do I stop?
And lay down
And wait for things to materialize into being
I never minded waiting
And I was the same age as You
When you started everything
My words an offense
If someone could see
The poems streaming out of me
The Truth does that

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