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Journalist

from The Family Portrait by Differences

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Journalist
You tried to explain
The things that you've been through
Sometimes with no avail
Did you bleed in vain
Or was it for a greater purpose
Now you sit in the page
Slowly fading becoming worthless

So write this down
For once you'll be thinking out loud
Put the pen to the paper one last time
Stain these pages with your mind
You push yourself
But for what
In hope it goes away
Some things just can't be put into words
But with an action
Will your point be heard

Will you feel it now
When all the words
In your head spill out
All over the concrete spent
For them to witness
Will this moment
Bring you your peace

And on that final day I watched you lie in a bed made full of glass
Subscribed to prescriptions and medications well enough to make any man sick
You spoke to that picture of Jesus on the ceiling that you swore was alive
And that it was true
In that room full of spite; children crawling, mother crying, family mourning
All before you died
And as I sat and I watched as you tapped on the hourglass as it ran dry
All I could do
Was write

How many times you slept
And dreamt of never waking
Your words cycling as they dance around
When you pulled the trigger
Your last words
Were the only ones found

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from The Family Portrait, released August 26, 2023

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