Help me,would you,
please?
I can't tell
if I'm coming or going,
and I seem to be stuck
on the shadowed side.
This constant dark striving,
ever upward --
when do I get to sink down,
step into the light,
and breathe?
And I confess --
trying to do it all by myself
gets a little lonely...
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1 comment:
You always have such wonderful images to illustrate your poems.
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