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Poetry

Overcome

A narrow alleyway,

Cloaked in darkness.

Street sounds

Bounce off the cobblestones.

You whistle to calm yourself.

You run to escape the fear.

But nothing works.

It is a trap.

Jumbled thoughts

And anxious beats,

Your head ablaze

As you fight for relief.

You’re worn down

And time has a way

Of setting you up

For trials you don’t always deserve.

© 2021 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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