I'm losing touch.
I'm drifting away, never to return.
I can barely fight, my courage,
Vanished, vainquished, lost in pain.
How must I get to what I desire
When I can't even feel myself breathing?
How must I show competence
In anything, with this pain imprisoning me?
Free me from this husk,
And bring me to life.
Nov 9, 2019
Nov 9, 2019 at 7:55 AM UTC
I'm losing touch.
I'm drifting away, never to return.
I can barely fight, my courage,
Vanished, vainquished, lost in pain.
How must I get to what I desire
When I can't even feel myself breathing?
How must I show competence
In anything, with this pain imprisoning me?
Free me from this husk,
And bring me to life.
Written for a prompt challenge I'm undertaking. I thought I'd write a poem instead of prose this time.
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