I’m under attack
Crying out for your help
For strength and succour,
Courage and power
As I wait while time passes,
Hour by hour.
I’m under attack
Living, yet dying,
My breath not my own.
Lungs work on autopilot,
As distance devours me.
Time, the enemy of my mind
Builds despicable distrust.
Loneliness, the unbearable normality of life,
Deadens my soul.
Security takes flight.
Help me fight.
I’m under attack.
© Emily Page
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