Worked Life

Pop! Crackle! Snap!
Life changes like that.

You work until your dust,
consumed by the job.

The soundtrack for life cheering you on,
even the headaches that follow.

Each moment turns hallow,
swallowed up by regret.

Soon you slip into it’s hole,
you become like all the rest,
ghostly shadows of their former selves.

Don’t look into the darkness,
look beyond the light instead,
so to embrace your shadowed self.


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