Ash to Dust

By , san gabriel, CA
whats the point of speaking
when my words are like clay
while you pretend to listen
my strength
like snow
melts
away
whats the point of fighting
a battle never meant to be
won
whats the point of trying
when the truth is worse than lying
it must be a
crime
to try to fight
time
memory is just
misery
dipped in glitter
scatter
litter
don't matter

go and cry
after you realize
that we all
die
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
death is a must





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