Darkness.
All around me, surrounding my every thought and feeling.
Mental kicks forming physical bruises from every blow.
My brain being so full I have no internal place to go.
Escape.
Beat the race of carrying on or staying in place.
Slow and steady.
The battle never ending.
Forgetting all the good I've experienced and highlighting every bad thing.
A true breaking point due to no breaks.
To decide to stay or go,
at what stake?
- LaDonna
11/8/2023
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PoetryA collection of poems and thoughts of a young black woman, growing, learning and understanding herself as she faces many trials and tribulations on her mission in finding true happiness and love.
