Cycling Downward - Poem by Jennifer Ottinger
Sinking slowly, pressure building
Hands reaching, lungs collapsing
Everything is disappearing from sight
It wasn't my fault
I just wanted more
To feel, to love, to be loved
Am I forbidden from it all?
My heart was set in on place
Then the rug was ripped
Right out from under me
Am I banned from life?
my cycle seems to be set
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