Days are long
Anticipation
Aggravation
Pushing forward
Only to find
The impregnable wall
Can’t turn back
Can’t move ahead
Stuck looking up
Empty air
Legs ache
Bloodied hands
From pounding
On a door that isn’t there
Waiting for something
Someone
Futile
Crumbling to my knees
Like praying
To the blue sky
The sun
Beating me down
Tears stream
Dirt mingling
Mud filling
My eyes
My mouth
Choking me
Blinding me
Falling hard
On the concrete
Lying still
Wondering
If I’m still alive
My lungs burn
The air is too heavy
I gasp
The rattle in my chest
My body shuttered
Death is so sweet
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A solid poem @FatMama. Thanks for sharing. If you need to talk we’re all here on the forum. Thanks again for sharing. It’s really good. Very powerful, very compelling, real gut punch writing. Keep writing.
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The Poem Seem Constricted.
Not Really Dark.
No Real Light.
Kinda Jus, Flat.
In The Sense of Not Opening The Gates Towards Some Sort of Horizon.
What’s Holding You Back (???)… . …
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