Blackout #95

Using the walls for support, she felt light- headed, her field of vision weakened. The familiar heaviness at the base of her neck.

To Endure

My spine is made of steel And can endure The weight laid upon my shoulders   My skin, on the other hand, Is paper thin Ripping with each harsh word   I can endure Most things but Words from love ones can destroy -Kel Dayheart

Deeply Shallow

I have always thought I was as deep as The ocean   Only recently, I have discovered that, That is false   I am as shallow as A puddle On a barely rainy day -Kel Dayheart

Stagnant

I'm so afraid To move forward With failure lurking in my brain That I refuse to move Thinking, for some reason, That wasn't a failure in itself -Kel Dayheart

Steadfast

He was unmovable Once he made a decision He planted his roots Like a giant red oak There was no change Of position -Kel Dayheart

Unexperienced

Sometimes I feel Like such a fake As I string together Words and create scenes That I, myself, Have never experienced -Kel Dayheart

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