DESTINATION
by Gerard J. Surprenant

Down the track lies the destination
Of a life destroyed; filled with degradation.
A mournful soul, crying in the wilderness
Of time, for what was once tenderness.

A crushing, gnawing, grinding, painful
Existence being ever so mindful
That there's no hope for security
From the growing impurity.

I search for comfort with a mind
Torn apart, in shreds. A rind,
Remaining from what was once fruitful.
It could have been so beautiful.

Memories churning over and over,
Creating an abundance of pain and, moreover,
It's senseless to hang on to it.
I must cry and then let go of it.

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