Chronic Failure
Third in a series of inverse poems
Chronic failure, the death of dreams
Sacrificed to a life not what it seems
Milestones, like gravestones, pass unfulfilled
No degree, no job, just a mountain of bills
No thin, feminine body, no children or spouse
Expectations abandoned like a crumbling house
Mistakes pile up like bricks building a stone wall
The path forward paved with hardship, so why try at all?
A wayward soul no longer willing to trudge
Life creates its disappointed drudge
Waiting for the sweet release to be set free
That blissful state of ennui
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Morgan Rhianna Bland
I'm an aroace brain AVM survivor from Tennessee. My illness left me unable to live a normal life with a normal job, so I write stories to earn money.
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