The Misery

What do you reckon,
can you outrun the misery?

Are you stronger than the clouds
that will smother your mouth
and claw through your pores
like acid?

Could you shield yourself from the grey
and fight through the vacuums around you?
They’ll suck you to the ground
where you’ll drown in the dirt and
feel the rain groaning
against your bones.

What do you reckon –
can you run against the misery?
Do you think you can outrun the pain?

 

 

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About abigailbaross

Writer and aspiring publisher
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