It's too bad
I want it
need it
breathe it
eat it
sleep it
can not have it
I'm looking at it right now in the eye
confirming it is indeed real
I can feel it
can't touch it
can't show it to those who haven't seen it already
like moss
coating the exterior of what's on the surface
subsisting
what is unknown kills you
what is known kills you just as easily
what we feel cannot be explained by language
I am
we are
that's all there is
and sometimes
sometimes
that's all we really need.
About the Creator
Steven Krous
I'm a small town (small state) writer, born and raised in Rhode Island. My goal is to share and gain wisdom through writing, ultimately teaching and being taught by the lost, broken and/or discouraged souls of the world, one word at a time.
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