Restraint,
Shackles,
How blinding,
Words of sincere certainty,
And honest hopes unfounded,
To utter power,
Bound within my head,
Intoxicating, enchanting,
Electric, within tension,
Possibility and imagination,
Fluid beyond mention,
Hidden, insidious undertow,
Beneath kind, genuine intention,
How blurried, how quiet,
How secret, how afraid,
How sudden… in a moment,
Changed.
Crushed.
Removed.
Darkness and devastation.
The weight of despair.
Within a chasm of disbelief.
It all seems unreal,
Unhinged, unraveled
Undone, unwhole,
Pieces.
In a swirling tempest of dust,
Twisting, turning, overwhelming,
Broken, fading, lost.
Slowly… gravity… and time...
Patient grains of sand run dry,
Fears, disappointment, and doubt,
Tears, running down, and running out,
Searching for some feeling,
For something lost, long ago,
A speck of light, a star within,
A pulsing, rhythmic flow,
A new chance to look inside,
Revelation, in a blinding glare,
What once disappeared beyond notice,
Now an imminent state of repair.
Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 10:33 PM UTC