Weak – A Poem

I’m at the end of my rope

and it’s about to break.

I stand there wondering

how much more I can take.

The feelings deep within me now,

my chest aches as it tightens.

My body hurts, my head pounds,

The stress within me heightens.

All my life has been this way

One step ahead to fall back three.

Some day maybe I will understand

Why this always happens to me.

Feeling like the world’s against me

Everything I touch turns to stone.

My happy-ever-after is gone

Now, in this place, I am alone

The hopelessness closes in this place

The familiarity disturbs me

I know that I have been here before

I’m just not strong enough to clearly see.

Published by cathymariebown

I am a writer and student looking for my place in the digital world.

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