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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