Lost
The vision is clearer
I’m lost in a mirror
Words heavy- so sincere
Half reality
Half imagination-
I’m lost in this obligation
To accept this castration
No words can sooth
This intricate fixation
On helping the old,
Build the new-
how can one sit in agony-
And anticipation
And still remain calm with hope
When reality’s bridge collapses
Fighting the good with mishaps-
My heart bleeds –
Succeeding to leave-
Drop out- far away
I already grieve for fear of the unknown
It’s hard to perceive,
I’ve lost my back bone
Copyright © Sarah Casey | Year Posted 2018
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