Disappointment Trail


It’s dark outside

The wind is blowing.

No colors are shown.

I’ve been walking this street alone.

I’ve knocked on door after door no one has yet to answer.

With each knock I am dropping off one disappointment at a time.

The wind is refreshing, I am being born again.

I noticed the sway in the leaves, I love autumns leaves.

Approaching the last door now, and taking back the chances to have the benefit of the doubt.-HonestlyFrank


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