Fool (Sonnet XXV)

At it again, skiing uphill 
Gale force winds
Slapping my face

Monumental fights
Can I do one thing right
The snow is blinding bright

Pills! At my bedside
On my desk
For better or worse
This life feels cursed

And I cry and endure
And sweat and scream
“I can’t take it anymore!”

Break bread, soak up the tears
Then weep, into a restless sleep

© 2023 Samantha Williams. All Rights Reserved.

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