I can't write, I can't think

I can't rise aware

I can't know only see


Tired and pained

Pushed and pulled

Past pressing on now


A lifetime lost to

Decisions, directions

Quagmires, conundrums


Now all I want

Is others to help



Me maybe

Not to me

Definitely themselves


© Lisa Ann Wilson


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