639 Cage [25 September 2004]

the pillars of my soul
erupt from beneath tattered flesh,
alone am I again.
Holding up the sanity
that keeps me breathing.
The ceiling closes in,
creaking ever so loudly
in the chambers of my mind
as my soul loses strength
the further I am from you.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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