thinking in
circles
going back one
year
how could he
possibly
fill the void
created
looking up to
the sky
the darkness
might predict
the next year
just a larger number
still and
oppressive
materialistic
society
breeding the isolation
that he too has
not figured out
how to escape
who holds the
key
who will unlock
all these doors
for all those
broken and lying
face down no
hope
for any return
on investment
no gold but
once it was to him
the heap grows
bigger now
can barely see
to the other side
where he stood
proud one day
never knew how
weak he could be
now he sits in
this isolation…
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