Word of the Day Challenge #56-Untitled Poem

Bruised

battered

staggering to my feet

the punches

they keep on coming

will they ever stop?

Haggard

face pinched

hair a tangled mess

eyes

blackened with lack of sleep

afraid of the dragons

nibbling at my mind

at my soul

nightmares ridden solely for my terror.

Black hole opening

stark nothingness

standing a the edge

staring down

stomach in a lurch.

I don’t want to jump.

I don’t want to die.

Drooling fiends at my back

edging closer

yipping

with carnivorous desire.

Certain

I will succumb

I will remain defeated

feast upon befouled emotions

gorging until satiated.

Deflated

I stumble backwards

lip crumbling beneath my feet…..

free falling

soaring through the air

caught within the current

buffeted

side to side

close my eyes

waiting for…..

gentle bump

set to my feet

open my eyes to….

golden sunrise

beauty in the sky

today I am the winner

today I am alive.

©Sept. 1/19

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