Crushed
My mind races
From one thought
To another
With no pause in between
The weight of my life
Rests heavily
On my shoulders
My past
Preys on my mind
My future
Looks bleak
My present
Is grey and dark
I feel like I am being crushed
Like a sponge
By my very
Existence
© Phil Renaud 2016
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