Copyright 2000, Sara Zwern

Discontentment

 
Knawing endlessly
On my life,
You leave your legacy
Of utter hopelessness.
 
Pulling on my heart
Like an unbearable weight,
You sink my dreams
Before they are launched.
 
And yet
You have your value.
You're cod liver oil for my soul,
A bitter potion without which,
I would never have
Enough...