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Monday, August 5, 2019

Elastic Limit

Like a fish out of water.
Clutching to a straw
Life is a colourless rainbow.
Walking on a dark alley.
Eerie voices ringing like wedding bells.
Pushing and shoving to touch the hem of his garment, maybe I'll get the respite I yearn.
At the end of my tether.
Pestles pounding in my head.
The journey is arduous and tortuous.
My strength sapped, I can no longer go on.
Walking on a tight leash on this timeless, endless, pilgrimage.
When will I get to the finish line.
Yesterday, was saved by the whiskers.
Yesterday will not come back today.
A pile of corpses all around me.
A thousand knives cutting and piercing me.
My frail mind is tired of fighting.
I have reached my elastic limit.
Let the earth swallow me.
All my efforts in vain.
The futility of my agility.
The vanity of my stupidity.
Maybe I'll attain serenity when I take this plunge.
Who knows, the noise in my head will disappear.
Uche Nwanze
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Depression, Mental illness, Suicidal thoughts
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