365 Days of Poetry: Day Two-Hundred and Seventy-Eight

alone again.
not quite sure what to do.
this has been my problem.
for months now.
it is what I need.
I know this.
but I am so used to.
another life.
I have forgotten.
how to rebuild mine.
I used to be good at this.
I have to be again.
find some memory.
of being strong.
and move on.


About June Faramore

Writer of fantasy, mainstream, and young adult fiction. Poet and sketcher. Mother. I read a lot and love cheese. Guitar playing singer-songwriter. I also enjoy stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk. View all posts by June Faramore

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