when life is static
i tend to cast blame
on all but me
to ignore the pain
one must undergo
to transform
to rise from the ashes
cease to be forlorn
hit rock bottom
see oneself in the mirror
be free of
self-inflicted terror
walk alone
see through the blindfold
be compassionate
amidst the heartless fold
keep reaching out
when no one tries
look beyond
the distance in the loner’s eyes
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