One Long Beat

I stare at the page,
Engrossed in growing despair,
One long beat to end.

The words that you said,
A thousand mosquitoes bite.
One long beat to end.

The cancelled plans turn,
Wrapping my isolation.
One long beat to end.

The weight to survive,
One more second, help arrives.
One long beat to keep.

 

It helps to write poetry sometimes. I know it isn’t happy. But it’s a way to keep going. A way to get thoughts onto a page. 

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