there are moments
when nothing makes sense
and a heart
feels like a burden
when there is too much to take
and too little to justify existence
in this bitter solitude
the cold wind sweeps in my rib cage
flutters the beating lump
like those shivery leaves I waved goodbye to
then I remember
I'm a child of hope
I signed up as a tulip
and promised to bloom
no matter what
the only pledge I can't retreat from
so I know
I will outlast
Sid Saturnicki, 30102022
the pledge
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