[ Original: text on oil pastel drawing ]

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looking back
on life half-lived
I notice what I’ve failed to give

distinct times and transitions
when temporarily I had lost my vision

this is the summary of one of those times
all the thoughts that were drowning inside

throughout these many sad sad lines
I relive a time I could not find
any answers no solutions
only a world of loss and confusion

these words were my only tools
to dig and  stir and search for jewels

lost inside the darkest hole
were my dreams and hopes and soul

for all I sought
there was a gem
it took these lines
to bring it in

I am not sad I went through this
only that through it all
I was too selfish to stop, share, enjoy and give…