Craig Saunders

Rookie (February 17 1992 / Calgary Alberta Canada)

Life Of A Shadow - Poem by Craig Saunders

Hark at the wind,
and hark once again,
I search for comfort,
it cuts me.

Deep within me the fires blaze,
the machinery is perfect but the system is flawed,
it deepens the cut.

So it seems I am not wished happyness,
I disregard these wishes,
I continue searching,
It finishes me.

I can not fix.
but all is broken,
all is laying at my feet in pieces,
it screams REBORN,
it comforts me.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 11, 2008



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