Pit

I’m in a pit
footing and rocks appear
as beacons of hope
only to crumble
and fall
as I begin to climb
leaving me, to crash
into the ground.

Perhaps, not everyone’s
dreams
are meant
to live.

 

By: Amber R. Dulaney

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