Despair Poem by Ingrid Turner

Despair



I stand in the shower
And feel such utter despair
That I want to sink to the tiles
And never get up
My head hangs forward and the spray beats
On the dripping tendrils
Of my wretchedness
And my sagging dulled skin
And I snivel
And take great gasping breaths
Like a fish
A helpless dying desperate fish

Friday, April 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,pain
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