I dig around
For something to make me feel
Something I care about
Something real
And when I come back empty handed
Staring at the ground
I don't know what to do
With the nothing that I've found
So I dig around some more
Tunneling deep into the dirt
And when I finally look around, I find it
But it's too late because "it" is that I've destroyed the earth
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365 days of Ashes
PoetryOne poem a day for the next 365 days. This is my 2017 in two books and 365 poems Some poems are narratives of my life and thoughts, others are complete nonsense; figuring out which is which is the best part.
