My Father always called me a quitter.
My losses will stay with me,
to remind me I’m still in the race.
It will not be finished,
I cannot be free. 
I am unabsolved, 
so I must continue.
I met your tired eyes.
You never gave up,
you pressed on,
for so long,
and for what?
I saw you sink into your gray hairs,
in that resting place,
you cried out to keep going,
but you’d never been tired like this.
You left me to a waking dream,
my nails bleeding,
clinging to what parts of you remain.
I am so tired,
and suffering,
and I have not yet forgotten,
that I am not yet free.

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