Becoming Me

daily struggle of avoidance

under the radar over the hedge

silence, solitude



disappearing into other worlds

whilst

mired in this one

fast approaching fears

decisions pending



conscience or crowd

object or be subjected

fight or flight

kill, heal, pray



dream within a dream

hoping it never ends

but oh to soon

boys become men



awake, breathing, still dreaming

failing

dreaming of a hope once virtuous 

now lost



seeking, searching

always asking

but why?

why me?


ah yes

becoming me

never ends

why should it?

© 2017 michael d emmerich

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