Denial
It seems futile to stay sane. Its like im stumbling thru life, only negative reactions and running on empty. I just stopped to listen to that all-too-familiar sound outside a noise, like screams in the distance while feels so very close. I just allowed myself to hear better and now see that its actually deep down inside of me. Like looking thru a telescope into a galaxy far away i see my heart and feel its crying like desperate, crying so hard its gone on so long its seems like a downpour on my soul. I could turn away right now and no one would ever know because confronting it only in vain because like when a storm is upon us it poses no meaning no intention no purpose except to drag us into an undertow into a world of nothing just pain.
Copyright © Jean Davis | Year Posted 2020
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