Healing
it is dark in my soul and yet
obscurity is piercing like a laser beam
an eerie cacophony endures
the silent screams of a sledge hammer
pounding destruction and oblivion
display bizarre connections
lost in time space and emotion
gloom mingles with a wicked shadow
a corrupted vice proves second worst
for the latter would entail
complete
apathetic
sadness
and he will not accept such defeat
without a fight
of reason and senses
while some feeling at least
is better than complete numbness
for a while poetry might drag the writer
down the drains of a confused script
might inflate context over contingency
pen metaphors and distraction
in order to arrive
at some kind of understanding
if it proves true itself however
and once the surface is pierced
purulent festering will ooze
and form new foundations
built on reality and vital composure
after all abandonment can hold the key
to a lost heart and perished composure
08th June 2023
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