. and Then,
there are times
when my heart
remains silent
when its pulse is
steady and slow
there are times
when i am
right with the world
fitting in like a piece
to an irregular puzzle
there are times
when the sounds
of the life that surrounds me
blend in infinite splendor
with the music that plays
within.
and then,
there are times
when my heart explodes
and its rapid beating
becomes too much
for the confines of my chest
there are times
when i seem to be
a square block
struggling to escape
this round hole
of an existance
there are times
when the cacophonous symphony
invading my mind
overlaps with what
i hear outside
and the resulting noise
is disarmingly similar
to my inner chaos.
and then,
there are times
when i wonder
when this
nauseating see-saw
will stop its
strange rhythm
when the boundaries
that dictate
the shape of my life
will stop their
shape-shifting
when i can be left
in peace.
and then,
each time
this wondering arrives
it is followed by a certainty
that the answer is
never.
Copyright © Allison Kinzy | Year Posted 2007
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