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A Metamorphisis

Updated on November 4, 2012
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In a haze I walk.

My thundering heart

gives me away

as I wonder:

Where will this path will take me?

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Through this maze I stalk.

My tired, worn feet

shuffling along

and I mutter:

What’s the use, if you forsake me?


As though dazed, I balk.

My confused thoughts

stopping still

as I ponder:

Which new tragedy will wake me?






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Now I’m crazed, and I talk.

Harsh, angry words

spilling forth

as I tender:

What sort of fool would this make me?









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No malaise; none will gawk.

Resolution

gives me strength

and I utter:

I am awake; no need to shake me.

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    • justgrace1776 profile image

      justgrace1776 4 years ago

      Great images for this one. I can tell this moves through time. Best wishes.

    • Ryan McGill profile image
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      Ryan McGill 4 years ago from Omaha, NE

      Thank you grace!

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