Let Down

 

Let Down

 

I’m on the edge

peering down at crawling lies,

unwrapping why they found my worth.

Take this good hand

and shake it with hurt,

I’m sinking with all who are gone.

This garden has flowered

watered with salty words,

now trampled under broken care.

I’ll fly to honest skies

sail on air made just for me,

somewhere that has no end.

 

Julie Stevens

Julie Stevens writes poems reflecting the impact MS has on her life, as well as other topics close to her heart. Her poems have recently been published in Ariel Chart, Dodging the Rain, The Honest Ulsterman and Dreich. Her debut chapbook Quicksand was published by Dreich in September 2020. Website: www.jumpingjulespoetry.com, Twitter @julesjumping.