Blackout #124

blackout 124

He is as faithful as the North Star. -Kel Dayheart


Missed Feeling

My feet don’t ache any more

From standing and walking

And standing some more

For hours on end

I didn’t care that they ached

Every single day

As though I had been on glass

Or maybe molten lava

I didn’t care

Because every day

My face ached just the same

From smiling at every single person

I came in contact with

I miss the ache in my feet

-Kel Dayheart