inadequate for breath for air my lungs deserve to deflate a mote in the eye of nothing a silence among silences this deep rooted lack ensnares me i cannot see through the grip of my own perceived inadequacies
02/22/2010
Posted on 02/22/2010Copyright © 2024 Travis G Finborg
Nicely framed and well said. I think we all deal with our own inadeqacies such that it often side blinds us, leaving us feeling somewhat hopeless.Anyway, that's what the words evoked in me.This is what depression feels like.
Ouch