Husk
A hollow
Shell
Of my former self.
Shell
Of my former self.
In time, my mind will follow
My soul toward it's eternal hell.
All my accomplishments are placed
On a shelf
Marked: Frivolous.
In my life, I was quite oblivious
As I raced
Through time.
Forever
On the upward climb
Until I plunge down
Into the land of Never.
From dawn
'til dusk
I lived my life.
But now I am
A withered husk.
Published by Jared DuBach
I'm a 29-year-old graduate of Southern Illinois University at Carbondale, IL, where I studied news-editorial journalism and minored in anthropology. View profile
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