The ground I walk is
constantly moving
Others do not walk with me, they all have left me
yet their steps have left a torturous path on my continental
journey.
The steps come through time for me to conquer myself, alone.
Quakes every step I take.
I could stop and stand and still the quakes and shifting
rock under foot move without notice.
The life I have been left to live alone
without comfort, support, love or compassion from another.
Left to live in punishment that I do not deserve and
loneliness I do not want.
aswg ©
February 8, 2015
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