Poetry

A Way Out

“I can feel you in my bones,
yet I can feel you slipping away.”

I can feel you in my bones, yet I can feel you slipping away. And I’m left wondering if we’ve used up all of our chances. Did we set this fire without knowing what we were doing? Are we trapped with nowhere to go? Is this all that’s left of us? Are we reduced to nothing but anger? Or is there a way out? To stifle the flames and breathe air again. To find the love we both felt so intensely we practically vibrated when we were near each other. So, my love, tell me, is there anything left worth fighting for?

© Sarah Doughty

Is there anything left of us?

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6 thoughts on “A Way Out”

  1. I guess that sometimes two people aren’t meant for each other but that doesn’t mean we should give up on love, i believe it will find us in the end.Take care.

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