I am dust and ashes,
I am beaten and broke,
I am fearful and stricken
by emotions that darken my days.

I am sadness,
I am weakness,
I am creaked
and brittle from use.

I am consumption and its
dust I leave behind.

Ruin is my name,
I am ruined by time
and shame.

This life was not designed by me,
instead it’s a design built for
disaster and pain.

Such struggles I suffer,
always wade by the constant agitation of my heart and soul,
pulling me under it’s heavy gantt,
which never slows.
Steady as it goes,
nothing changes it’s scheduled path and codes.

I am painful and slow,
I am living but cold fire burns
within my heated mind.

I am alive this I know,
this life I have weaved
and sewed unit my
very last breath
I will feel its bite
and its bitter sweet taste
I crave.

© 2018 By Amanda Shelton