Hurt (1st Draft)


image from google

All those years raging

in me, longing for the

road to end. Longing

for the fall.

I rode with a hunger

for the dark – in the dark

waiting for the blow

the hurt, the ache.

And in the last moments

of sanity I saw you in the

mirror of the skies.

© Priyesha K. Nair

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