At Unexpected Times

I hurt. I bled. I cry.
I feel sorry for myself,
and I don’t want to get up
sometimes I idle on my back
longer than necessary
BUT ultimately
I wipe my tears. I pick myself up,
dust off the dirt, clean up my wounds,
and continue on my life’s journey;
I cannot linger for too long.

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