laying face down, harmless and still
it snarls and growls like the beast that it is
when you turn it over or step on its tail
viciously it bites, inflicting before it runs
there aren't enough drugs to ease its pain
the bitterness dies and so does regret
like the wind from the mountains
we change what we can and bury the rest
no questions of why or who knows what's best
another failure, another flunked test
we let it all go, saying never again
no medals awarded for this crown of thorns
it shrinks so much smaller as distance grows
the memories fade like the trail behind
the heart will just keep on
as it just seems to do
believing
that next time
it will all be different
it will all be different
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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