Nate Ritchie Poems

I finally understand
The source of the anger I fail to withstand.
For this moment, it is clear.
Not for long, I fear.
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A creeping darkness follows me
Everywhere I go.
It is an evil not even I can see,
Though it pursues me so.
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The Alaskan Wild,
That's where I want to be.
Like an innocent child,
Happy and carefree.
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Try as I may,
I cannot wash it away;
This imperfection - this flaw.
At the wall, it makes me want to claw.
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Fleeting dreams… Is that all they were?
Basking in warm summer meadows with her.
Our happy days spent together,
Those good times lost; Gone forever.
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