The Wordsmith

Poetry and Shorts by Brent Allen Bennett

Familiar

I’m running out of breath
While I’m running for my life
I just can’t remember what I’ve done
To deserve this

I can feel you
Gunning for me a
Dozen miles away
If I let you catch up
I will surely be
Destroyed

But I’m
Slowing down
I am broken now
Don’t know how I ended up here

Can’t you see me in this corner
Shedding skin and
Growing wings
Trying to spring forth from
This shadow and get
Back to where I’ve been

I lost track of where
I’m going
Somewhere along the way
Yet this all seems so familiar

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