Fractured

Shattered glass

I don’t remember taking off my combat boots, if I ever had them

But I have a road to walk
And the shards of my life create a razor mosaic
I am finding my way through

My feet are bleeding
I am finding my way through

I can’t see clearly
I am finding my way through

I am bone tired
I am finding my way through

I have lost my past, which steals from my present
But this path leads to next, so
I am finding my way through

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