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The Black Valise
Directions to envision a lost trail of agony Reveals passage to a black bag tautly held for many years While overhauling contents of a violent imagery I thrust forward to the pathway of rudimentary repair To weaken the hold and ease the grips of anguish and despair Thoughts are pulling me,pushing me toward perception more each day Torn apart by recognition as it was consciously turned away Broken of hand it plummets, while insulting the earth below Thousands of tears race from the bag as I nurture my scorned ego A gush of emotion slashes the soil in a torrent, bitter rain While viciously spouting a pool of frustration Then is snatched up by the dirt again In contempt of the ailing turmoil that stifled many a goal The soil sucks it down, further down, then swallows it in whole The satchel of stressful burden once over-stuffed by me Descends to fill on devil’s rations where it packs up easily Fate of torments asunder, I had to let go To cradle awareness and potentially grow Advanced from suppression, unwilling to stumble Into the black clutch of madness where healthy minds crumble
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