Heave My Wasted Body

Upon the arctic floor, I wait
Crouched and undefended
It's time, I guess, to accept my fate
And walk this road unaided
I heave my wasted body
from my final resting place
Stretch out my disused muscles
My first breaths resonate
The unaccustomed motion
feels like seeing to the blind
It seems it's been a lifetime
Since my footprints lay defined
I go in search of something
That confirms I'm still alive
And though you took my breaths away
Without you, I'll survive
For all this time I assumed
I was waiting to be rescued
When all along, I was my hero
I shouldn't have waited for you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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January 23, 2018 at 1:59 PM
Hello Jodie :) - It is a great pleasure to welcome you and thank you for your first contribution here on Poerty Soup - hugs // Sun :)
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January 22, 2018 at 2:12 PM
I can see you are an accomplished poet Jodie, this is a great poem.. Welcome to poetry soup..
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January 22, 2018 at 10:56 AM
Jodie, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this marvelous community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I TOO am ready to enjoy and follow you and your poetry if you'd like :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup 2018 :) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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