Sad Poem

Photo by Parsa Mir on Unsplash

My heart is a bit broken,
and I don't know where to run.

Ive taken my avenues of escape
my normal operating procedures

And i’ve burnt it all down

So I'm left here,
with this
Bruised and beaten

Shoveling soot
to cover myself in,

to hide.

To bury myself in…

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Tim Sussmann

Tim Sussmann

Traveler, Ponderer, Wannabe Writer. Hoping to expand my sphere of influence, and be influenced by a greater sphere. @timm_suss_mann