Within (a poem)

April 24, 2017

I've wrestled


in my own skin


pouring out the contents within


and casting it off


casting each time


a version of a new self.




Have I arrived?


Will I ever


come to terms with myself?




An epic war


contained in members of dirt


feeble hands


unmentionable weakness


a deep reckoning beneath thinning skin.




Breathe in




I am.




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