Deborah Foster Poet Free verse

Impaired

there's a black cloud in my house
and i'm screaming
and dreaming on what might have been

there's no sunshine within these walls
and i'm crying
and there's no denying i'm going to fall

there's a song that plays in my lonely room
and i'm screeching
wailing along for i know every word

there's a staleness to the air
and i'm gasping 
breathe in, breathe out, but don't ever stop

there's sticky floors in my abode
and i'm trippin
memories of bitter days stick to my boots

there's an echo within these walls
and i'm silent
rubber rooms call to me come rest friend

and i'm not lonely
but i am a bit scared

and i'm not lonely
but i am slightly impaired

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