Little moments of stolen joy,

Forgotten lives crawl upon my face

Itching it up and into a smile

White teeth bright to blind anyone looking deeper.


Oh, how weak strong can be,

So tired and weary from holding it all up

Like Atlas, world upon my back

Weeping and sweating with the weight.


How can I be brave?

When I never learned to fly

Only falling for every sly ploy

A piece of sky shattered onto the ground.


Legless traveler, reach on

Out into the world with heartstrings and joy

Finding your innocence with blind hands

Taught not to see your beauty.


Eyes close, slipping tears into my pillow

Smugglers of sadness out into the abyss

Leaving me empty in the daylight

Free to smile again.


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