The intoxication of helplessness

when darkness closes in
needy and earnest
hollowness overflows and
things take on a certain sparkle
breaths come quicker
hands clawing and grasping
reaching for an unseen
brick wall
to lash out and kick the unyielding structure
to feel the roughness on my skin
to scrape my cheek against its concrete solidity and coolness
to grind my flesh against it in rebellion and
to know that it’s not going anywhere
there is nothing i can do
the intoxication of helplessness.

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