Tim Smith Poet Free verse

I Feel

"Always thought of myself as a top of the food chain type of guy but lately I'm stuck on the bottom" 

In the pitch of night I wander 
foraging the inner workings of the mind 
life hasn't been too kind lately 
but what is one to expect 

I feel not at ease as I reach out 
to touch each appendage 
kicking back as the pain explains 
what is wrong and and what is right 

Fresh wounds fillet my soul 
and I'm vulnerable 
but not scared 
fear's not what I fear 

Some scars are abraded 
as I try to naw off the weak 
the dismembered, the cancerous 
cells calling me over and over 

I will not heed their message 
but they won't stop 
as I limp onward not knowing 
or caring what will hit me next

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Casarah Nance June 29, 2018 at 7:00 PM Oh goodness, the empathetic in me feels every feeling of pain there. so visual the words. hugs

Jan Allison June 29, 2018 at 7:32 AM aww Tim get well my friend, with physio you will be fine ... no more limping in any aspect of your life lol:-) stay strong and keep the poems flowing:-) hugs Jan xx

Eileen Manassian June 28, 2018 at 9:46 PM I wish you the healing that you need, dear... whatever kind that may be

Lyric Man June 28, 2018 at 3:04 PM Tim, This is what "soul depression" sounds like. It's horrible, terminal, and unending. But with hope gone, so is fear and care! I pray this is a fiction write!