Suffocating - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Suffocating

Hard words hit
The psyche, shaping it
Into something it
Wasn’t intended to be,
A bleak, unforgiving place
Where cruelty is normal,
Kindness ridiculed,
Each harsh moment of existence
Another void to fill
With something else grim,
Further suffocating.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer