I Wish I Could Fly
When everything threatens my very existence
I question my strength and will I go the distance
With every new phone call, with every new text
I wonder what crisis I’ll learn about next
My mother has fallen, my niece has the flu
My dog’s had a seizure, my head’s lost a screw
My mama is dizzy, concussion is feared
Anxiety rushes, a breakdown has neared
The job front is shaky, the bills mounting high
I so want to give up, I wish I could fly
Away then, away where I’ll never be found
And then, only then will my feet touch the ground
But that isn’t living and that isn’t life
And everyone suffers their fair share of strife
So onward I go as I center myself
And count all my blessings, I still have my health
Oh wait, there’s a message, results are now in
The latest biopsy from broken out skin
A rare skin disorder, a million to one
We’re sorry, no cure and now ain’t we got fun
I’m walking on eggshells, if walking at all
With every step thinking on this one, I’ll fall
And yet, something moves me, I’m not going to cry
But then, once again, I sure wish I could fly
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment