Remind Me

Remind me
that I am more than this.
Remind me,
because I am fading.
Remind me
that I have something in my grasp,
and I shouldn’t let go,
or I might fall.
Remind me
that there is something
other than the black dog
that weighs heavy on my shoulders.
Remind me
that its breath,
cold and musky,
can be dispelled in the bright sun
and the warm wind.
Remind me,
because my toes are numb
and my heart feels feverweak.
Remind me,
because I am caught in the teeth
of an unstoppable gear,
and time serves only to crush me
as the watch the world wears
ticks ever onward.

About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
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