The Clouds Still Cover Us

We are not bad people,
We just did bad things.
We’re not bad at being alive.
Our lives just tore us
inside
left fighting to survive.

We are mere broken creatures
From a broken land
Our wings cracked,
By another’s hand.

We are rounded
And grounded.
Imbalanced and
Imperfect.

Our disappointments never drowned,
Confusions never crushed,
Even with souls open for the sun,
the clouds still cover us.

©AJMwrites2020

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