Unpublished New Poem

Stress Ball

My entire life has been a lie

Me, the real me

Has been the skater on the fractured ice

Escaped prisoner of my own Alcatraz

I have never lived up to my name

My name was never my choice

I’m tired of living this lie

Counterfeit currencies of second hand energies

The snatched seconds of satisfaction

The snatched seconds of contentment

Rebound, Rebound,

My stress ball is aching and bruised

V Topp