Interior Wilderness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Interior Wilderness



Being cut loose, going into an interior wilderness,
losing myself on purpose, just so I don't have to
be present to anyone or join in at all.

Such a difficult mood to deal with, not really
knowing what to do with it, backing into a corner
not walking out into the open again.

A lone little poet, striving to move into life and
not wanting to.

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