Subtlety
has no place in this monotonous
ravine in which I have become
entrenched
separated from my destiny
warring against what's come to be
needing to escape
this fantasy
scream
monotoned gasps erratic breaths
in the dark
blackened
desires
expelled as ashes
into an abyss
not of despair
but of quiet
desperation
Where I languish
warring against myself
and the darkness
Where will I go?
If not up!
Subtlety has no place here
I must go up!
I must fight harder!
I must not stop!
I cannot languish here
in my comfort..................
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of a person who has become trapped inside their self
sort of like afraid to leave the house...it's a sad
reality for some people too, life is meant to be lived
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In All The Bounty
Vickie
I have read several of your poems time permiting and have found them to be in the most part uplifting. I read your review of my most recent poem and I thank you for your kind words which prompted me to follow up. I see where you are a misister, and if you have read any of my earlier works you will see that I'm in deed of prayer. Thank you for yur time and God's speed on your dream.
Allen