CC Bloom Poet Free verse

When I became too much

for quiet society

(the one who told me 
to be
a good woman…)

I worked too hard
for too little.

I got too little
for too much.

I broke my brain
trying to understand
life
and its abyss.

I'll set my submarine
of meaning
out at dawn.

I’m alive today

I’m grateful
for being
and not 
labeling
me

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