No river

 



No river got to the ocean 
by putting itself higher than its wells
                                                 sources
                                                 holes
                                                    to 
                                                 water 
                                                 roots

To lighten up the footprints
like buds of hope
breathing all together,
without noticing 
                      is
                      lonely. 

The simple truth of
                           keeping you
                           in mind
                           because you
                           remind me
                           of home dreams
doesn't make it easier
                      as it
                      is. 

Running away from a nightmare
that catches up again everytime

                 thoughts
                    rush
                       it out 
                    crushing
             thought waves
                      bringing it
                         back
                like mind garbage
                              on 
                              shores
                   not having
            found a well
                   source
                     whole
                      to roots
to
face it
might
work
may be

to lighten up the footprints
like buds of hope
breathing all together. 



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