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Indebted to Survival

A servitude of sorts.

By Lolly VieiraPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Indebted to Survival
Photo by Marek Studzinski on Unsplash

the cost of survival

can leave you in the red

they don't tell you that growing up

or maybe they do

and it was just me who didn't know

I had no clue

that always being ready

to flee or fight

could leave a body running

like an 85 Ford Econoline

whose front end got hit by a train

every skill mastered in childhood

meant for protection

has ended up causing more harm

than I'd ever imagined

than I was even aware of

for a long, long time

the all hours cortisol free for all

in my brain

has begun to wear it thin

from faded memories

to fogs as opaque as snow

no one told me survival

would cost me so much life

with no options for return or refund

Mental HealthFree VerseStream of Consciousnessheartbreaksad poetrysocial commentary

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Lolly Vieira

Welcome to my writing page where I make sense of all the facets of myself.

I'm an artist of many mediums and strive to know and do better every day.

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    Written by Lolly Vieira