DESPONDENT (in progress)

suppose you were
just a mold of what
your soul used to hold
or used to be;
so cold, exposed
to the winter breeze.

suppose you were
so despondent;
robbed of it:
everything
that once made sense.

tired of making plans
only to lose
your only chance.
taking a stand
and breaking the things
you hold dear
in your hands.

holding your stance
only to crumble
humbled
by others confidence.

hiding amongst
your most
uncommon friends
just to find
some sort of
peace of mind
again...

Author's Note

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