It is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so very deeply.
Calm
is the lake so still that it's glass surface reflects me back at me,
so fragile that one touch will shatter it.
Anger
Is the bullet holes that shred through dummies,
just like my words have shred through others
Home
Is warm arms and a soft voice
assuring me that every thing will turn out okay
Loss
Is the ache deep in my bones
that will never really go away
Wisdom
Is wiry gray hair and the smell of smoke
Guiding me with a soft hand to where I need to be
Disappointment
Is the low, gray rain clouds
That blanket the world with their sadness and cold
Safety
Is forehead kisses and the smell of cologne
Sheltering me from the wars inside my head
Are these blessings and curses meant solely for me
Or does everyone feel so very deeply?
- 29 August 2016
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The Rambling of an Untrained Mind
PoesiaCollection of poetry inspired by the world happening around me. Trigger warning: contains triggering material noted with (TW) in title of piece All work is mine and stealing it will not be tolerated. If you would like to use it in any way other than...
