Beaten down
A most mortal wounding
Powerless
I wish I were stronger
But while I am willing
My body is weak
I feel so useless
So beaten
By my own body
The fragility of flesh
I am broken
I am weak
Beaten down
Published by dustyplz
A thirty-something from PA. Lives with his father and pet cat (Captain Admiral President Ninja Master Snuggy). Works part-time as a grocery clerk with the standard greater aspirations of not being a grocery clerk. Writes short stories and poetry when time permits. Other interests include reading, playing video games and revolution. View more posts
Studio CreatiV: The Writings and poetry of Dustin Plank 