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Help Me
May 1, 2024
I sit here.
Pondering where I go next.
How do I escape this?
Where do I go?
I sit here.
If only I could get up and run.
My bones are not allowing me to.
Boy, I wish I could get up.
I sit here.
Weak. Unsure of what my future looks like.
Looking for help, from anyone.
But seeing nothing in the distance, I begin to lose hope.
Trying to get up,
I am successful.
For how long though?
I eventually fall back down.
But…..this isn’t going to stop me.
I will find a way up.
One step,
at a time.
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This poem focuses on my inspiration drawm from the artwork Christina’s World by Andrew Wyeth.