The Mummy

In darkness we find ourselves wondering
where our path may take us,
damaged goods we try to make due with
what we have,


Every day: a challenge of will,

so much accumulation of pain

in such a short time,


You pick your self up

and try to accomplish the task,

but you have barely anything left

in the way of care


Barely there, a hollow burnt out shell,

a mummy clinging to life,

but just as well a pile of dust,

 

 



 

 

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Emissary's picture

I like.    You pick your self

I like. 

 

You pick your self up

and try to accomplish the task,

but you have barely anything left


Can relate.

EventHorizon's picture

boring and mundane creates

boring and mundane creates apathy. 

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The Creation Of Apathy

An emptying of sorts

a way of cleansing the

pallet in a bid for better

flavors.

.

Listlessly lifting

the arm, letting

it settle.

.

No issue embraced

or utterance

expended overly

actively.

.

Born of too much

noise followed by

too much silence,

too many voices

in conflict, too many

nearby explosions.

.

:(


 

 

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life is not meant to be fun

life is not meant to be fun