Burning Out

Walking in the dessert

feet sunk in the sand,

skin drenched in sunburnt sweat.

Walking towards nothing,

with the guidance of hope

praying

that I won’t sink along

these burning sands.

No clouds,

No lakes,

No plants.

It is just me and my dreams,

slowly burnt by the scorching sun.

 

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