Someone please explain again the rules –
Does it feel all right, being surrounded – though, still marooned?
When arms drape cross back, yet – an emptiness shrills consumed;
Am I completely broken around chest... or at partial slight?
intentionally lost in own tempered doom;
Will I ever be reconciled for courageous limber mood?
Beneath that beckoning light, soon –
strategically placed along this tangled tomb?
Should will stay driven,
tie-up all galvanized ends to make least one grand ribbon;
say entirety was nothing more than strung along nightmare,
cause of worry.... constellating lump affairs –
just one more concern to add towards mine world of scares.
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PuisiMy second Edition of a variety of Poetry feelings. For all the support and encouragements you all share with me - I do humbly appreciate all that you say and do. The feeling I get when another writer comments, or votes is imperial to how I interr...