Impairment Poem by Adeline Morris

Impairment



I'm so dried up today.
The files of my mind
have been crumbled up,
left on the floor for the dust to possess.

On the street, I'm cold.
It's nearly autumn.

An eerie feeling hides behind a bush.
Or maybe my exhaustion
has captured my instincts.

I'm so alone, so unreal.
'Going Nowhere'.

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