NaPoWriMo2020 Poem #29 of 30: The Gates

The Gates

I knew

the moment

I pushed through those gates

that the life I had

could never be again

there is no turning back

when you’ve burned your past

and you’re carrying

all your worldly goods

in the hollow

of your broken heart

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