No Outlet
Seemingly nowhere to go
no outlet
dismissed from all sources
just there, as if no one care
out and about
just in a survival mode
doing what's best
making it each day
throughout the day and night
on bended knees, you pray
not a soul in sight
no outlet
finally, you are free
free to be the person that was called
back in the world of life
re-taken in the makings
a survival mode dismissed
living now, along with a wide list
of expectations and goals
owning businesses
life unfolds.
Copyright © Ms. Catherine | Year Posted 2019
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