I am calm now
for the moment
the fire has subsided
and my insides have only ashes
The damage remains
I have not forgotten
it is a vivid memory
I pour water on my heart everyday
to keep my insides in
and the outside out
it is a fragile world
not even a bud has sprung
do not bring your food steps here
you are not welcome
let me soul grow
Friday, December 27, 2019
Just a Thing
You didn't fall for the
Scream dance fear of
The empty basket
The broken hustle
Leading nowhere
No, you didn't
Fall for the fast
Legged race to the
Cliff side of security
And endless yearning
Deep deep hole of nothingness
Disappearing hands grasping
bright eyes tears
Waterfalls into daggers of
Broken promises
You didn't fall for it, Dad
You escaped with bruises
And tales, nourishing knowing
You said "it's just a thing"
And made me feel
Like I made the Earth
Spin but
I'm not you, Dad
And look for relief in
The places you aren't
Falling falling
Cliff side feelings
Manufactured hope for
Certainty
When will I learn?
Scream dance fear of
The empty basket
The broken hustle
Leading nowhere
No, you didn't
Fall for the fast
Legged race to the
Cliff side of security
And endless yearning
Deep deep hole of nothingness
Disappearing hands grasping
bright eyes tears
Waterfalls into daggers of
Broken promises
You didn't fall for it, Dad
You escaped with bruises
And tales, nourishing knowing
You said "it's just a thing"
And made me feel
Like I made the Earth
Spin but
I'm not you, Dad
And look for relief in
The places you aren't
Falling falling
Cliff side feelings
Manufactured hope for
Certainty
When will I learn?
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