The Darkness Must End

by Joanna

It seems I already wrote the poem
I came here to write, just now
So, here is another.

Chest a cavern of lost thoughts
Lasting words
Lingering amongst the fringes
Of my memory turned toward the darkness
Emoting led to a damp feeling
Buried under the bruised shoulders
Which have carried my load
People say take it easy on yourself
If only
I figured that part out
Before my body became a place
Left amongst the wolves
Imprinted with your boot tread