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StrainedChaos becomes a constant companion.
But order remains the champion in this game of hide and seek ,
That I never realised was being expertly played.
The mental toll rising and rising-
Becoming far greater than the physical being can take.
Gut instincts uneasy;
Aching deep within bones,
And weary heart.
Perhaps the mind,
Or quite possibly the soul-
Something will break soon…
LostThe ambivalent nature of emotions;
It all overwhelms me,
Along with those words trapped between my ears--
Contradictions and sarcasm.
I’m not as brave as you think,
Especially when it comes to my own feelings,
--I’m afraid of those,
And the voices in my head.
Who am I now?
An extension of YOU
But you lost me and I can’t find myself,
Someone burned the map, changed the sign-posts
And finally smashed the compass.
I’m not as brave as you think
I’m a coward
And so I stay lost.
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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