When Only One

We have hundreds,

all of us,

many to name, to know

to wonder about,

and as we in our own days,

we wander,

we let our thoughts and wonders

consume our mind,

our liberty to feel seems claustrophic

in our own skin,

we want scrape the need out of ourselves,

so we might live.


When only one solution,

seems to be a bleaker travel

than once we knew,

we suffocate our well-being,

a torturous moment that lasts

a lifetime.


Published by a quiet man

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