stuck in place
frozen in time
but the cup
was always filling

running over now
regret spilling
to the floor—pooling
into foreboding puddles

my slip and slide life
causes me mental sprains
my mind has become
stiffened and rigid

these years of nothing
must meet their end
escape is within reach
power was always with me

many times I have reached
for the key to these chains
the harder I strain
the faster they flee

is the reach
all there is?

Written by Matthew – 2015
© 2015 This Mortal Flesh


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