Scars line my bones and I sort piles of dirt,
the clouds call to me I scream back
too much hurt!
the sun sets and the rooster calls.
My mind says I’ve got this,
My heart screams I’m lost.
the fury of my soul makes the ground shake,
rage I cannot face.
Ripping out pages,
chewing rocks to shreds.
another day without them is all the weight of dread.
