POETRY
Exhaustion
A Free Verse poem
I exhaust you I exhaust me too — This calamity of my mind leaves a decimated forest in its wake Nothing beautiful flourishes here
And yet, you still love me — despite the reign of terror I unleash with voice and hands the screaming, screaming and objects aimed at your head —
I am a wildebeest!
In those moments of rage I am engulfed by fire my eyes frantically scan for any exit in sight but I cannot escape myself — I am trapped inside this mind as much a hostage to my illness as you are for loving me
I can’t make this fair for you — No amount of wishing makes it go away nor denial It’s not a matter of if, but when I will go off again —
How many times will you put out the fire? How many times before we are both so exhausted we are consumed by the flames? Exhausted, exhausted And die
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Lori Carlson writes poetry, fiction, personal essays, creative non-fiction, and articles. She focuses on Spirituality, Life Lessons, Self-Awareness, Relationships, Mental Health, and LGBTQ+. She is the Owner/Editor of Promptly Written and Not For Bedtime Stories. You can find her older stories on her creative writing blog, Ravyne’s Nest and random ramblings on her personal blog, A Delicious Torment.





