Everlasting Poem by Becky Schulz
Everlasting
A wailing, a screaming, a ripping inside
It happens too often and I’m losing my grip
An infested stinking vortex of hate
Consumes the love I try to plant
A sorrow, a longing, it buries me deep
And chokes me in its foulness
I climb to the peak of a phantom mountain
And fall forever as my shame burns me
A cackle, a snarl, a wicked laugh
Keeps my hopes at bay in the lingering dark
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