Exercise 030801

The dread of life

is a terrible burden

to bear like floating

in a vast sea,

prone to its whimsy

weather, helpless and hopeless,

adrift and forsaken. And

even the greatest of

wills to survive means

nought when the odds

seem stacked against you.

How terrible that final

moment when realising it;

do you calmly accept

it then or do

you still keep believing

right up to the

end?

 

© 2017 L. Tafa

 

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Author: b20f08

I enjoy solo wargaming and writing. The first caters to the boy that never grew up; the latter satisfies a deep desire to communicate. Cheers.

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