Paralyzed with pain,
I feel so defeated,
I just can’t win,
a battle, depleted.
Too long it’s been,
of pain and strife.
A turmoil within,
many tears I’ve cried.
Anticipating the day,
of restored normalcy,
trapped in broken decay,
and ways of conformity.
Will gentle waves of time,
set me free,
and wash away, possibly sublime,
and finally let me be?
Copyright ©️ by: Jenny Frye. June 24, 2024. All rights reserved.
Heartland Echoes 