Clinging on

May 30, 2022

Hand reaching out in the darkness
For some reason over the last year and a half I’ve turned to poetry to express and vent feelings. Why I feel like I need to push these out into the world I’ll never know, but I suppose that while I struggle to write the one thing I want to write right now, it’s at least good that I can still do something creative even if they’re just small little poems of emotion. This is another one of those poems.

Clinging on

I’m clinging on with all I’ve got

The abyss below

A life above

How long have I been holding on?

I don’t know anymore.

Every time I think I’ve climbed higher

I realise how little I’ve moved

I’m stuck

I’m clinging

It’d be so easy to let go

And I’m so tired

But I want to find that life above

I want to thrive

And so I cling on

Waiting

For help to rise

For strength to climb

To escape the gaping chasm

And not be stuck here

Clinging

Clinging

On

About Richard

Richard Kish and his dog Milo

Richard Kish is a Nottingham-based writer and self-described mega geek, born in 1994. His love of literature led to a BA in English from the University of Cambridge and a career in marketing and communications across the arts, local government, and higher education.

He began his first novel at the age of 14 with the dream of getting it published by the time he was 25. That story would go on to become Richard’s debut novel, The Burning Ash.

When he’s not writing, he can usually be found playing video games, watching films, reading, going to the theatre, or out walking his dog, Milo.

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