Lately I've been smothered by
the unreachable itch of unattainable dreams
always somewhere in the distance
never at my fingertips
lost in a fog of potentiality
adrift in a sea of "one day"s and "maybe"s
I look down at my body
feet stuck, legs paralyzed, arms weak
and I get ferociously angry
forget to feel grateful
my blessings seem feeble
these obstacles aren't trivial!
I long to scream
Breath
catches in my throat
Words
snag on my tongue
Hands tremble and falter
loosing ticking time
I am fading, and aging
irreversibly disintegrating
into ineffectual dust
desperation lurks in the backdrop
panic takes the helm
and at the forefront there are