55 MPH Race

You’ll never forget feeling despondent.
It’ll haunt you where ever you go
It’s a feeling of chest crushing hopelessness
In a storm, buried up to your neck in snow

Shaking your head and blowing warm breathe
Trying to keep the snow from your face
Suddenly it’s falling faster now
You feel you’re in a race

© 2011 Michael Yost

This is my offering for G-Man’s Friday Flash 55.  If you’ve written a story in exactly 55 words, visit Mr. KnowItAll and tell him.

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14 responses to “55 MPH Race

  1. get behind me hopelessness…i will not let you control me any longer…smiles.

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  2. Perfect description of depression. I could feel it.

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  3. That is a tough fight.

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  4. Hmmmm Been there and it’s no fun at all. Great 55

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  5. fabulous 55…..

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  6. Booguloo…
    Very despondent Poem My Friend
    Thanks for sharing your Dark Moods
    Excellent 55
    Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  7. No, I’ve never forgotten what it felt like. Glad it’s in the past. Good one, Michael!

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