I'm broke but I'm alive...
Broken in so many ways.
"So much to live for."
Oh, don't I know
But when I'm lost in my mind maze,
It's hard to see it so.
Those ideas I was spinning? About doubt and betrayal,
Were a platform from which to jump into the depths,
And out of denial.
Out of cold, dank Earth;
Great trees begin to grow.
Overstanding the ground,
Where detritus is decomposed.
Inspired by today's Five Minute Freewrite: Broke.
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