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Particle of Dust

January 18, 2016
By ElisaTheDuck ELITE, Rigaud, Other
ElisaTheDuck ELITE, Rigaud, Other
323 articles 5 photos 168 comments

I am a particle of dust,
Blown to where life deems fit
And settled in a lonely corner
Until I am swept off again.

Covering forgotten dreams
In my thought-filled attic,
Covering my own frustration
At never finding a home,
Covering the mirror
That reflects my ghoulish face.

Mindless, deemed "too insignificant",
I watch the world with resentment
At my own fallen state.

I realize all too soon
That no poem can find room for me,
And no stanza regular is enough
To keep me for long.

They would say I can't be broken;
After all, how can a useless,
Grey piece of dust break?
"You aren't like the crystals we are,"
They say.

"You are the weight of despair
And a cloud of confinement."

It may be true, but wait for when I fly.
Wait for when I mist the light of dawn
And join hands with the tears
You so angrily shame.

Watch for when I build up
Into the thundercloud
Hidden in my heart under
This deceiving layer of dust.



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