Internal SecurityA Poem by OtherWorldWoman
Nothing ever changes
The dawn settles cool and new, But the anguish remains fiery hot Even as the day, so pure Turns through its cycles and spins into dusk, unto the setting sun A smile and no pain is all I ask No pain wrenching in my soiled gut Outside, stepping softly I can stare up at the moon around midnight or so and it whispers to me my dreams... Still clenching stress-bitten stomach I tip-toe back across the hardwood As unheard as a trickling creek Back to my sanctum of blankets Sometimes, a bottle of sake stands warmly in the corner It smiles at me softly and lets me forget The hot anguish. Cooling my conscience, sipping slowly Drifting off into the night, worryless Or so it would seem. I like to fade away, every once in a while and pretend I am not me But an essence of myself Floating along, peacefully Through the loop holes and star-dusted galaxies of space Simply seeing, unaffected and indefinable Nothing ever changes, really... But my mind can fade away to find peace And for now, that is the only resolve I need. © 2011 OtherWorldWomanReviews
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