Unaided In Gloom~Poem
Unaided In Gloom
Dusting me off again? Get the broom. It doesn’t wipe away as easily anymore.
What’s coming up next? There’s a surprise through every hole I fall.
Never knowing for me what’s in store.
My knees are skinned, palms are torn. Pulling me up, my sweaty hands may slip.
Safety is unknown up there. Can I just lie down? Grabbing hold I always lose my grip.
Is weakness my choice? My mind goes numb it’s not really me.
When I hold my head up my legs get unstable. My strength you cannot see.
Within the darkness I struggle to take a step. Wait please don’t leave me here.
Isn’t it hard to reach when there’s nothing in sight? Searching for courage, I only receive fear.
Unaided in gloom another walks away as I step on crumbly grounds.
Can I be free from falling? I must face the dive alone for my foundation is not structurally sound.
© Copyright August 2012 by life paradox