Demoralized
Like a flower kept from the sun
Or an animal trapped in a cage
Her growth was stunted
No longer remembering
how she got to this place
Her razor edge, now blunted
Isolated from those who cared most
Living in the well of loneliness
Slowly and surely marginalized
Her passion for excitement lost
Becoming redundant in life
Existing but completely demoralized
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Prompt:
The Well of Loneliness - Go Dog Go Cafe
Christine's Writing Prompt by Radclyffe Hall
Image by engin akyurt from Pixabay
So sad It really moved me .
Thanks Andy 🖤
Your quite welcome 🖤
Completely demoralized–that sums out how I’ve lived most of my life. Great poem.
❤️ Thank you…it is close to home 😔
Blessings to you, dear poet friend <3
Thanks my friend 🙂❤️
Welcome 🙂 <3
This is great poetry.
Always so sweet Sadje. Thank you ,y friend 🙂❤️
You’re welcome Christine. 👍😍
Marginalized and demoralized…. wow… not much left under the disguise
Sadly it happens Ivor 😢