Photo by Richard Pieniakowski #richiecamerahands
“Hollow Pins”
Sitting here an echo in the wind
like distant pins.
No feeling deep within.
A stabbing pain like knife blades
pressed upon my leather skin.
Shooting down my legs,
wishing I could run again.
Take a break,
No need to fake,
So much pain when I begin to live
again…
-CWH-
About the Creator
Corey W Harland
Titles and achievements fade,
Character is what endures.
Understand function, less dependent on instructions.
Understand systems, less dependent on precedent.
Manage risk, useful rather than reckless.
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