Inertia

johnofessex

Slow progression through this life

wading deep through treacle

every bit of progress

slower than a turtle

I make a little headway

and see the light ahead

as fast as I am going

glue sticks me where I tread

my optimism fading

as my spectrum clouds to grey

I'm stuck fast I can't get past

concrete inertia till my dying day

  • Author: johnofessex (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 15th, 2015 08:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: Written about mental frustration, the feeling of non-progression
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 62
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  • Ken

    Great piece. So relevant in today's society.



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