Not Going To Be Ok
No dreamer, it's not right, not how you wish it to be.
Stale air inhale exhale, continue to question everything,
And everyone, hold no exception to yourself.
No conclusion reached or hypothesis proven.
You are called a fool, blind you are to reality,for only you
cannot see, it's not going to be ok, life is not going to
Just go on.
Its bright, red and simply raw. This shade of black is
darker, deeper unbearable, an unknown unbearable abyss.
What direction, which way, spinning out of control.
Stripped of everything, never knew it was possible,
glass shattering, piercing, loud, detaching from
Everything and everyone. never been a part of it all
Illusion is exposed! Now exhale
Inhale, veil removed, no boundaries all is renewed.
Restoration is at hand, off in the distance, yes it's visible now.
Calming, healing, loving lifting me up.
By my side, walking silently, strong omnipresence,cradling, loving, protecting
safeguarding that which I thought was forever lost, my heart.
Copyright © Yvonne Roberts | Year Posted 2010
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