Free Write

Found ways to feel

concrete and real,

fleeting with the fading sun

now in the dark

the night I know

with someone who would mute my voice

maybe I should tone it down

predict regret, respond in kind

not be flooded with these thoughts

live for potential I have now

forgive the times it slipped away

unwilling to repeat mistakes

seems it’s all a fantasy

these incremental remedies

washed away with grief and pain

a chronic being in this dulled state

I seek to feel, mild hope

knowing full well it’s just a joke

nobody there, not even ghosts

just me, a shell of who I was

not knowing what I will become

I guess for now, I’ll flood this screen

breathe moments in and moments out

look at the ones still floating round

snuff them with my calloused palms

if I decide to find the strength

to leave them finally gone.

Emily C. Poésie © 2018

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