Esther Hadassah Sendeza
Standing At The Crossroads - Poem by Esther Hadassah Sendeza
I am as restless as a dirt road in war
The thought of yet another dawn drops my jaw
Waking up again to a lifeless life
I have become Misery's bitter wife
Walking slowly in the midst of darkness
Exhausted, I find myself in the centre of madness
My body is shutting down per breath
and just how much is every tear worth?
Its silent and cold as I stand on the crossroads
As I wait from nowhere a hope unfolds
Does time really heal all the pain?
I wonder as I journey this life in vain
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