Poetry

No Escape

This is the poem that won me an award.

Photo by Cherry Laithang on Unsplash

As writers, sometimes we find ourselves penning something beautiful, or touching, or tear-jerking. Every once in a while, I’ll step out of my wheelhouse and try something new. This is a good example of that reality.

No Escape

It surrounds like a warm blanket in the cold of a winter night
Clinging onto it provides some comfort
Then to awaken as if due to some horrid fright
And nothing will make you feel saved

You’ll fight it off until your last breath escapes you in your bed
And use every ounce of your strength to try
But nothing pushes off the inevitable dread
To believe otherwise only leads to a failed and sad attempt

But you’ll try and try again, or so says my friend
Few knew the feeling of facing that untimely demise
One step further, always from now unto the end
Knowing that anything else is selfish and unwise

With head held high, that blanket around you is left behind
You struggle, but find one reason today to continue
It gets harder to do the simple and…