______ as medicine
the ground scalded the soles of my feet
the months had worn my clothes down
until they were specks
insignificant dust
nothing of use
my head felt funny
thoughts jumbled into oblivion
i could barely remember
why i had gone on this journey
why was i here?
what was it like,
tell me
a world without pain
was there a remedy
to this cycle?
it had seemed easy
at first
to be without love
to let go
of the mundane
it was easy
to be born
yes
that,
it was
Author’s note: This standalone poem is also part of a poetry collection that forms a short story, named ‘Love, Death’ — you can read the collection in ascending order on Medium.
About The Author: Author of over 20+ web-serials & novels, published by Tapas.io, recent addition to the Wattpad Stars program, and Winner of Tapas’s 2018 Summer Writing Competition, Beau Van Dalen’s stories have amassed a total of over one million reads online — between short stories, poems, novels and scripts, he can always be found with a pen in hand.
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