Internal Security

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.

Reviews

[Brytt]

too true, AA. Too true...

First impression, you really caught the idea. No obvious spelling or grammar errors, so good job. Quickly brings the reader in.