My Wrinkles

An excerpt from the book Fractured Paths of Disheartened Minds.

 

Struggling to survive.

My nervous system shivers.

Erratically beating, I bet my life.

I did it.

It was all that was needed to do.

Forego lapses of judgment.

Loosen up the vines.

Gather into a bubble all that was dear.

And I did it.

I leapt out the side of your twisted logic and idol hands.

Now back in my mind, I will lock the doors.

Carry the weight of what’s to come.

Stone washed and heavy soiled.

Lasted longer than the mental eye could see.

My wrinkles, a film that couldn’t stain.

But would always remain, if I let it be.

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