Pamela Davison


Ineptitude - Poem by Pamela Davison

I lie in a bed of intimidating despair,
wallowing in sheets of hopelessness,
blanketed by overwhelming failure,
pillowed by lack of empowerment.

I wrestle with unachievable dreams
that unfold into realistic nightmares,
bleeding into my awakened spirit,
rendering me exhausted and ruined.

Burdened by the weight of ineptitude,
I remain shackled to merciless anguish,
unable to reclaim the bold courage
required to face an un-repenting society.

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  • (7/26/2005 8:34:00 PM)


    Fummy, I don't think I could ever see you as lacking courage.
    Great metaphor.
    Dawn: o)
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 26, 2005



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