There’s a fire within me that dims and grows
It whispers to me in quiet moments when I’m all alone
It says I’m wasting my life away
After all, we’re all dying slow
I lie in my cave, letting the light illuminate my face
I’m wasting a sunny day locked up in this maze
So many faces, so many feelings
So many places, so many meetings
Too much to see
But not enough needing
I’ll just sit and complain while I imagine the feeling
This grotesque inkling consumes me late at night
That I’ll die an old lady who lived in vain
My life is precarious, there’s nothing to lose
So why am I holding so tightly to the rope when my fingers are already loose
I’ve spent twenty two years playing it safe
I’m tired, I’ve retired from this fruitless taste
It’s bitter, it’s cold
It’s distorted and outlandish
It’s more than I can summon
How long can I withstand this?
It demands more than I have in me
I’ve lost all hope and dignity
Thank you for reading my poetry, I hope your soul feels a little more comfort,
Kind regards,
My Soul and I
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