#3 of 365 – “final tear”

“final tear”

  

another shooting

another panic built

wall to hide behind,

another day

another horror

of a suicidal mind,

lost beneath

the shattered thoughts

and flying debris,

of confusion

so profound,

and anger

so severe,

there is no pathway

save the drying line

of death’s final

tear.

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About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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