standing alone
in an empty nest
isolated
in seas of men
each with purpose
and with extra mouths
to share the bread
there's only so much
this smile could seal
breaking, falling, picking up the pieces again
hanging on moments
of hope
making the best of each one
to keep going
till the next fall
it's like the in between
body being somewhere
the soul elsewhere
silently, shyly,
this small voice begs
go easy on me
Please.
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