i can’t retreat
aching details
of past and present
flogging my mind
with intense censures
breaking my skeletons
ripping my veins
i can’t die
in this anguish



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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4 Responses to scourges

  1. pulakeshupadhyaya says:

    I know this feeling! 🙂

  2. stump3d says:

    Yeah, those niggling thoughts of what I could have done, should have done, should not have done, could have done better… glad I’m mostly free of those negative cycles of doubt and deep regret 😀

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