My Poem from a Pitt Writing Project Workshop…Go Out, Dark

Go Out, Dark

I have

gone out dark,

gone too far,

gone past caring,

I have

looked for omens,

skidded past exit,

reached for real.

I have

silenced voices.

I have

held my breath.

I have lived.

 

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