as i wade thru the waters in this valley of death i see fragments of my soul and pieces of my bones float away from me
as i walk through this valley with a shadow of death i feel i have no beat in my heart
no fire in my palms
i am just a hollow shell
a body
skin
meat
who i am is floating high above
soaring
watering the earth with her tears
while im down here
trying
to get to her.
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Stepping out of the River
Adventureshort stories + poems written thru the years 2017 - now ❤️ soon to be a published book ✨ cant go back, will never go back. - physically simple vacation to the past by words. - mentally 🏆#175 - spiritual 🏆#77 - breathe 🏆#175 beingiove
