I’m trying to find new ways of understanding the chaos that goes on within…I’m hoping that new ways of expression might help.
Cracks appear in my periphery,
I struggle to contain within,
The possession I have in store,
I’m tempted to let air in.
Pacing back and forth thoughts,
Should I be patient longer?
Maybe the inevitable I can avoid,
If I am a little stronger.
I look around I’m all alone,
The one who poured has now left,
An explosion occurred in their absence,
I wonder if they knew about the cleft.