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some days I feel
I'm all wrong my past my decisions my perspectives my slant my thinking these are the days when the pain grips with jaws of steel I'm an animal caught in my traps obliteration of the sun of the promise of the progress that yesterday was in front of me within my grasp feelings change they pass dust blown about in the wind that sometimes settles in bot often moves on to a new destination I pull the inner string which ties to my breath and anchors me I am not the pain I have to fight this lift the steel jaws begin again and again. legal copyright for this poem written directly to the page time/date stamped 7/20/2019 1:34PM PST and also for this writer/poet/author Melissa A Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title: MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD Vote for this poem |
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