The same
and the same
and the same
The sun shines
and then the rain
The love bursts
and then the pain
You bleed knowing
it’s just the same
The tide doesn’t turn
The tide’s the tide
You buy the ticket
and take the ride
You pray for more
but know there’s less
You don the heels
and wear the dress
You smile so bright
your face may break
It’s dark inside,
you hide the ache
Dreams tucked away
and growing moss
You take a breath
and mourn the loss
You wash the dish
and sort the clothes
Prepare yourself
‘Cause heaven knows
It’ll be the same
and the same
and the same
Tori Burris Inkley
9/4/23
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