Blank Peace

It's getting harder to pick out the right words When these new emotions are too strong to comprehend I thought I'd fought a thousand wars And lived as an unlikely veteran And so I did Peacetime paradise is a stranger war When stillness and blankness are what we sought It's strange to suffer with those prizes And so I cried 30,000 feet in the air High above the cityscapes I've never walked When fear, anxiety and sadness all crashed over me As a smiling face gave me that cup of water Have I had such a sweet taste of water? I'm sure this wasn't the best I've had even this year But a rivulet of liquid brought forth more And I sobbed out that entire cup Its truly what I needed to enjoy such blank peace Where I otherwise would've shaken myself to bits And injured more than just myself Selfishness unwittingly disguised as self-preservation And so a wonderful week passed And 30,000 feet in the air, I cried again Missing my comrade I can only see twice a year The cause and cure of so much self-doubt So welcome home, you wreck of a man Slip into your old habits that'll leave you needing another blessed cup But never forget those salty streaks That cursed your cheeks when you reunited No matter how much it hurts You know what it is you need to do So let yourself drink as deeply as you need to And indulge in that antidote that burned so sweetly.