From the inside-out, the inner poet escapes, needing to express....
Lost in this space in-between…
inert and adrift in illusion
mind numb, bereft of emotion––
beleaguered with dreams best forgotten
opining the wish for redemption.
© Ginny Brannan 2023
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Thank you for reading my poetry and sharing your thoughts.