A Crack In The Cement Poem by Alexis Neal

A Crack In The Cement



I feel the way cement looks after 10 years.
Worn down to the point that I need to renew myself.
These salt filled tears stain my cheeks like raindrops do on cement.

Cold and grey.
Like my heart and eyes.
I'm just a crack in the cement, waiting to be filled.

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