Full Stops and Words


Words are merely full stops in a blank mind
Where once I had an idea now lies

Bitter rubble of half built prison walls contain
The optimism in the knowledge these barriers

A beautiful darkness pouring free from the light
Reminiscing in the shadows that scarring brings

Walking on sand of pulverised spiteful glass shards
Worn down by determination and damned footfall

words are only pauses in a vacated mind
Where once there was hope now only lies forged



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