By Madelynn Drolet
Like a lame lamb I’m bound to you
Connected from soul to shadow
Beaten limp by verbal assaults
And expected to march into battle
But my march has devolved to a crawl
With your words consuming my mind
I look up through the smoke filled dust
And your footprints are all that I find
Still I follow your past to my future
Because there is no way to leave
My thoughts are clouded by you
And I have nothing else to believe
“I write to express the feelings I can’t otherwise say.” – the poet
Powerful.
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