Looking up
June 7, 2020
Looking down from where i stand
Seeing nothing more but a barren wasteland
Watching everything big and small
Each responding to mother natures call
Looking out as far as i can see
Hoping thats someone out there can hear my plea
Trying to find a reason just to breath
The task is not as easy as it seems
A life that once had a beat
Now by buried beneath my feet
No amount of words can change what came to be
Just listen to my prayers and you will know you meant the world to me.
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