poetry

“Square One” Poem of the Day (2022)

Square One

By Ashley O’Hare

I ran away from my problems

and ended up at square one.

I have bled out for too long—

hope is too far gone.

My legs refuse to take me farther,

so it is time to turn around

and brace myself for the impact

of every dark, harsh fact.

All of my issues have grown louder

in the extended chase.

They unplug my ears,

guaranteeing every detail, I hear.

They have no regard for my tears.

They take pride in my pain

for they are at the core,

but I was the one to start the war.

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