CREEPING TOWARDS ACCEPTANCE

long and lonely is the road

that comes and goes from

here to there and to and fro 

passage will no longer show

its wear and tear no longer grows

I weep like willows on this grove

that grovels with each passing snow

winter grips my insides 

willing me to seep 

my vision slowly begins to creep 

towards failing 

no longer reliable in telling

truth from lies or when they’ll die

a conglomerate of tragic health care lies

scares that bring each other close or blow 

my cover clean off cold

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