Headstrong

I feel the broiling underneath

The drumming of my heart

As it beats out of my chest

Though life expands daily

Something is out of place

*

I am wary of careening out of control

Treading carefully with my nervous mind

I write gentle poetry to satisfy my needs

*

If I told you I was fine

Would you see the flicker

Of torture in my eyes?

*

In the depths of despair

Hope will arise

To carry me onward

As I face life

Headstrong

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