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What do I have left?

For all those whose lives have hit an unexpected wall

By Simon GeorgePublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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It’s getting hard to breathe…

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My heart beats unsteady,

Uneasy in my chest.

Like it doesn’t belong.

…I know the feeling.

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My mind starts to wonder.

Have I reached my limit?

Carried all I’m feeling,

As far as I can go.

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I know my feet are tired.

They’ve taken me far.

Maybe as far as I can go.

But now I’ve nowhere left to turn.

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Where can I go?

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What will I do?

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Haven’t I tried it all?

That’s why I’m tired.

Heavy with burden.

But empty of feeling.

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We reach a point when…

We have nothing left.

I’ve been here before.

More than once.

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I picked myself up.

Achieved so much

And now it’s all gone.

With nothing to show.

But can I do it again?

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What do I have left?

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For all those whose lives have hit an unexpected wall. For those who have fallen and don't know how to pick themselves up. Let’s do it together.

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© Simon George 2025. All Rights Reserved.

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About the Creator

Simon George

I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. In 2021, I published my debut book "The Truth Behind The Smile" a self-help guide for your mental health based on my personal experience with depression. Go check it out.

IG: @AuthorSimonGeorge

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    Written by Simon George