One Day

I've grasp my shovel again

How deep will I pry this time?

How far will I go?

Leaving the ones I love most

My hands grow callous

My heart soaking in malice

This resentment is of self

This anguish caused by the hand I've dealt

They all play in the sun

While I stand in their shadow

How has this path been made?

What materials were used to leave my mind in such decay?

Maybe it was the days

The days I spent away

Away from those who love me most

Away from the ambition and motivation

I once cherished so deeply

Now the depths of my regrets can no longer be filled

HOWEVER,

This endeavor is not over

While I slumber sober below piles of dirt

Though these wounds truly hurt

I lay here with a slight smirk

My heart its still beating

My thoughts are never fleeting

They are always present

A gift from the one who forsees my vision

So you can all wait

You can all forget what was once said

The expressed lungs my tongue often relayed

This race has slowed to a crawling pace

But the sprawling words written across my soul will stay

And one day truly

Resonate

This is a super rough draft of something I recently wrote any feed back is greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance for taking the time to read it.

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