Resting upon Othes



All of them have gone wrong

What she says is caught

The shadows creep along

I’m worse off than lost

Truth be told

I have everything to gain

The thoughts are there

Bless the sun, bring the rain

Resting upon others such as I have

There’re more reasons than a welcomed shelter

A shake of the hand and a smirk of a smile

Something tells me they ought to have let her

Memories liquesce and hang

Amassing one atop one atop one

Forever pushing us closer

The progression never quite done

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