Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah

Lift 

Caught in the struggle.
I hold no power in this web.
Creating a swirling storm,
My mind has become a mystery;
Keeping me on the fringe of sanity.
I’m starting to list.
My star is fading.
       Oh, to take 
                 charge on this
lonely road.

When will it lift?
Please lift.  (Sigh)

By Sarah ©2017


Prompt: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #320. Words: struggle, power, fringe, mystery, list, star, swirl, road, storm, sigh, lift, charge

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