By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
In response to WRITEPHOTO – Slit
Hosted by KL Caley
Days hot and long
How long, unknown
No stone to mark the walls
Not a single straw to mark a year
High above a slit
Days pass by and nights
Slide through it without relief
Hands grow gnarled hair is thinning
Bitter loneliness arrives
Depression anger disbelief all
Left so many nights ago unmarked
Somebody anybody know I’m here?
Thank you KL – I’m truly honored. I am ok, battling chronic health issues is all and once in a while feel trapped by them. I’m surviving though. Thank you for asking! 💜
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Certainly understandable Dwight. I can’t believe the news isn’t carrying what is truly going on over there. It’s disgusting that a celebrity divorce gets 100% more coverage than the slaying of innocent people.
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Thank you Willow. There are many, many types of prisons in life for sure. Thank you for always participating and commenting, I appreciate it greatly!! 🙏
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Reblogged this on apriljphotoz.
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