At this stage

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Blood on the page

At this stage

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Seeping from a wound never healed

Rivers flowing from a bandaged peeled

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Drops trail behind me like bread crumbs

Leaving limbs numb

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Can’t you see this

How can you miss

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This can’t be visible only to me

From sea to shining see

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A panicked heart pounding in my ears

Like a distant base drum running from fears

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Bloodless veins begging for life

Drying, withering from the strife

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Brain foggy, full of nothing

Dense clouds before my eyes, seeking

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Blood on the page

Seeping from scabs never healed – 

too late at any age

*Punctuation is missing intentionally.

Poem inspired by the following post:

I’m on it…

Published by Chico’s Mom

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5 thoughts on “At this stage”

  2. I can feel the pain in your words, and I know how heavy it all feels. But even in the darkest moments, God is with you. His healing is still possible, no matter how deep the hurt. You’re never alone in this, He’s always there, offering hope and strength.

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