The sounds make a distorted reverberated base
fighting against the wind in the trees.
I cannot hear my thoughts, let alone my voice.
Am I alive or am I dead?

I can feel the parts that are torn inside,
where a chunk was taken
and not returned.
Where I left part of my energy on the table
— let go of that part of myself.



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Niki Madore

An avid reader, poet, deep thinker, skier, and occasional skydiver. Always encouraging others to begin their journey to live authentically.