he lies with a teardrop on his cheek
dripping down to fall on sodden sheets,
the hopelessness in his brain
overcomes him
as he lays alone and silently weeps,
voices and the pain screaming
the intensity of loss
burning hurt ripping through him
as the wind blows outside the window
moving the world forward
a world that he wants to see
a world that he wants to share
a world he knows he will no longer see
and the pain grips
intensifying with every breath.
and then stills.
as the hurt leaks weaker from his heart
he turns his head to the window
and stares at the moon,
swallowed up in its greatness
the extreme existence of earth
his mind follows his life
and wonders?
pondering the complexity that is living
acceptance overwhelms him
as he lays down his tired head
and gently closes his defeated eyes
against a world that never real knew what it was that he said.

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