Between A Rock - Poem by Alexander Downie
Your guts scream stop and the sordid sickness make flesh fade
Without closure there are no new roads just dark paths to the past
Cliché fill thoughts, “dammed if I do, dammed if I don’t”, while bile bites
Boxing ugly shadows that laugh at you efforts and watch you slowly die
Nothing seems real and a thousand vicious reminders cripple hope
Would a stronger man walk away empty with his head held high?
Is it weakness to wish to be free of nightmares, poison and pain?
Sitting sobbing on a foreign floor so the tears have less distance to fall
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