moving-on

after weeks…maybe months…or years…you awaken to possibilities…leaving doubt behind…pulling the thorn from a side… wounded by addiction…money… lack of love…senseless acts…you decide to move-on…

and the walk begins slowly…coming-out of fetal positions…bouts of crying…suffering for what…fools…yes… fools…

walking becomes you…the body now begins to strengthen…straighten…this gait is a glide…an effortless stroll to the next stop along the way…the next stranger… next friend…lover…souls alike…these will be found…and you will no longer be alone…

all because you decided to get out of bed…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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