Drowning In Life

At the end of a long day

that witnessed her

wars…fought,

troubles….solved,

duties….juggled,

loyalties…fulfilled.

At the end of it all,

she’s now home,

bones tired,

soul wanting,

heart bleeding…

in a house

that speaks

perfection,

sings luxury

but empty of his

nourishing love

that now sits

‘neath marble stone,

she lays awake in bed,

waiting for another

morn to begin

to drown herself

into life again.
 

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