Attic Musings

one morning I’ll awake from this surreal nightmare I hold my breath I live in fear memory’s flipside is a hellish curse I wish I could erase dismiss the persecutions cruel injustices systematic strikes most utterly liberating it would so be to crush and disintegrate persistent debilitating memories in order to lead a life craving to be free bad things happen every day our experiences shared and yet diverse sometimes even the most tragic in the grander scheme of things we’re the same and yet unique we still choose life when we stop and think about it categorically we fall into an array of statistics one day I hope to choose not to stagnate there in an attic I wait for life to pick up where it suddenly left off ~ AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Submitted on July 18, 2020 for contest DELIRIUM sponsored by KAI MICHAEL NEUMANN - RANKED 5TH Earlier version submitted on January 7, 2019 for contest 2019 POETRY MARATHON MILE 10 sponsored by MARK TONEY Originally posted in March, 2018