Treasure Island

Paula M. Puddephatt


Conclusion


The ravens in my mind are dying.
The people in my world are lying.
Nothing's for real - but scarlet on steel.
I'll endure the pain, until I can feel
nothing more -
just my broken body, on a cold, concrete floor.
I will escape - some day, somehow.
Yet, all my heart knows is the here and now -
and how much it hurts -
how nothing converts
into usable currency,
and this world has no place for me - not currently,
not ever.
It's coming together:
the too obvious fact that I need a solution,
a conclusion:
an end to it all.

Submitted: Thursday, February 20, 2014

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