May 7
Tired…Energyless…Stressed from Pawnship in Others’ Relentlessly Repeating Self-conquests
Low in energy despite being well-fed,
drank an energy drink & coffee,
yet still feel the last hanging-thread.
Tearing apart at the seams from refusing to allow tears,
a lifetime of instruction towards desensitizing from what was near.
Don’t want pity from any body or thing,
nor a pity party celebrating a looming upswing.
My true desire is to graze, not devour;
to be able to clear-up the nose when detecting a scent…“sour?”
Eyes burnt so long, gazing through ashy lenses,
light fogging up, refracting the senses.
Attempting to renew long-damaged feelings,
the magnitude of shock causes fleeing, reeling.
Ink transmitting energy, with every swift stroke.
Preventing 80% from crumbling under this long-worn stress-cloak.
Breathing, sipping, pushing (not tapping!), sliding (not stroking!), undressing instead of layer-cloaking.
Happiness in the present, joy in the future.
Smiling with every breath, lifting One’s spirit along a draft of surrounding breezes.
