Poem, Sober Reality

Crow On The Wire

The sober reality came to me in a dream like all

important thoughts.

My good friend’s life on earth was disappointing.

She tried to achieve things

that she had a passion for.

She would get close

but never quite there.

Whether her confused mind got in the way,

or her choice of pursuit was wrong,

it was never meant to be.

She was destined,

I’m sorry to say,

for an ending

that was melancholy. 

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