Prose – Perseverance of Circumstance


– Perseverance of Circumstance –

I carry a constant urge
to defy the goodness in me,
whilst there is such a dire need
for me to persevere,
for me to self preserve,
despite the pain of circumstance,
desperate to find those glittering moments
in what is otherwise a pile of broken glass.

Of all those whom I have lost
throughout the years,
it is myself I miss the most.
And what scares me more than death
is being left alone in the world,
when all of those that I have built it with
have gone before me.