My back I break.
I take the ache.
And yet you say.
I'm far too late.
My troubles I swallow.
This pill emptying me hollow
And still you say
Failure I follow.
Energy turns to rot.
Mice clean my lot.
And ignorantly you mutter
No fight you fought.
Waterfalls bone dry.
Resilient and sly.
And continuously you stutter
You're weak to cry.
More than a number,
More than a name,
These words you slay me.
Won't end this rage.
One destination,
Two feet by God.
No one can stop me,
Against the prickling prod.
The world's not enough.
This life is sand paper.
Falling on my knees.
Drilling me rough.
You're not enough.
You lie and sneer.
Bit by bit.
Tearing us up.
I'm not enough.
Through this tinted window.
Smoke I now huff.
My breath leaves me with a puff.
As humans, there's only so much damage we can take. Just don't give up, the worst never lasts forever. :)
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Drifting Poetry
Poetry*****E-AWARDS WINNER [Third Place in Poetry]***** A selection of poems created when inspiration was plentiful.... This book is now completed! Started: 2015 Ended:2019
