Blurred Vision - Poem by Elaine Mckendrick
walking in circles
frustration is all that arrives
in black water
where all positivity has died
somewhere far from rational feelings
somewhere with impure dealings
somewhere below the surface
far from the kiss of the breeze on my skin
and far from the thoughts i once had within
what is this hell
when will i ever win?
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