a lonely chest

this breathe of life that sustains
my soul upon the plain of
earthly understaning
brings strength to my resolve…
turning from change
my eyes try so hard to see
beyond the words that lie
quietly in front of me-
but there’s no resisting the
inevitably of this transitioning;
lost to these changing tides
i swim against the grain, to find
my heart and pull it closer,
for nothing comes from a lonely
chest but pain

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