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Let’s Talk – Lost Poems: “Ivy”

IVY

The road is long and feeling a bit weary

I look at the distance I’ve traveled and it makes me queasy.

How have I come so far still have so far to go?

Where am I going? Is there a point to this journey? I need to know.

I’m frustrated and I’m feeling a bit deflated.

I see my peers living the life, looking like they made it.

What classes should I sign up for, because they clearly have something I don’t.

They’re achieving more!

“Keep moving”, a voice says.

“Don’t let what they’re doing over there get in your head”.

This voice sounds like me, but how can that be?

How can I be sure that these thoughts aren’t plagues?

A hole has formed and my ankles are wrapped up in ivy as if it were an ivy storm.

Again I hear me. “Keep moving or become a fixture of pity, you have been warned.”