Constantly
The holoscopic image constructed
appeared enormous and interrupted me;
Constantly;
Traveling through the bloodstream
it simply wanted to nourish
yet nothing positive could flourish
save my terrified scream;
Anxious agenda always bustling,
I’m left begging for the solace of silence;
Constantly my thoughts are ransacked,
and slowly they eat away at me;
Burdened by the illusion of weight,
shoulders weary with the imaginary
collapse; The ironic contradiction?
I know the power is in my hands;
Constantly;
It’s up to me, it’s always been up to me;
Hesitating and second guessing
my own power and all .. that ..discipline;
But why? I know that it WILL work.
Stopping.. Constantly;
Aspects of indecision
flaunt a twice fractionated oblivion.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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