Get me back

For those who think they will lose, don't read my poem and see what I mean.

I cannot move and the
Weight of me pulls
Into the earth, pressing me down.

So many things I should do,
Experiment, explore…
Grow, change, and move

But the darkness that drains
Holds me fast, pinned me
To my ever-changing body and myself.

Desire sleeps in my heart
And briefly I am free of it,
Free of everything but myself.

Even the freedom
Does not please me and I
Wallow in the arms and legs of my existence.

Tomorrow the sun will come up,
Ambition will surge through me
Again and I will slither and roll my way back into the world.

The End

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