I
can’t escape it, a thought to linger, to feel malaise. So I’m
uneasy,
to witness pain, grieving long-distance. I remember
this
feeling, to grip a pillow, and die this feeling. I can’t
conjure
long-term joy, away from your eyes, pilling lemons.
A
dresser becomes a bolder, where a mirror, points and
mocks.
So envision makeup, a miracle, effacing woes. I
couldn’t
imagine, the detriment, of forcing silence—a stifled
voice.
I look at birds, confined to chirping, wingless in a
winged
world; and squirrels and ducks, a touch of simplicity,
striving
for depth. Oh to hear you, a bit reserved, a product
of
circumstances. If only perfection, to yield pride, and die
with
every texture. But life is fixed, a bag of trail-mix, to toss
away
raisons. I was tossed, love, and so willingly, fully
unaware.
It becomes natural, to dislike pain, to protect a
broken
heart. To live is to see, despite a slant, a world of
injustice.
But it helps little, to feel infraction, longing for a
friend.
So we write to feel, to google swans, found in love.
I
feel malaise, and see a portrait, an image of a teenage girl.
She
lives in feelings, keen with logic, buried in what ifs. I
watch
a cinema, where all is perfect, and cats are shooting
dice.
We laugh and yell, over steak and onions, proud to feel
a
river beating. But our drums are unsteady, sorely affected,
staring
at a windowsill. Our skies are bleeding, if only a
segment
of life, bound to a world of what ifs. There’s
only
so
much, to witness destruction, amidst a voiceless room.
Know
that I stare, peering at confusion, concerned of a future;
and
never could lie, a part was played, where forgiveness
gave
up a ghost. We live partial, searching for a payoff, where
altruism
is voiceless. We could imagine, a faultless world,
where
children take precedence; but faultless would find fault,
intolerable
of the faultless. Its mere design, for life is partly
drama,
where trauma is a thunderbolt. I speak to unlock, a
world
of wisdom, to heal but a fraction; where to see, is a
soul
conflicted, trekking through struggles.
