I hold my breath because I don't want to fall
Into chaotic wisdom
Dark and dismal
Alluring and freeing
Addictive and
Quietly devastating
I pick up and rise
But I won't allow myself to fall
No matter how liberating it might be in the moment
Pain and destruction wait on the other side
So I rise
I pick myself up into my surroundings
I let the sound of social media echo chambers
The hum of generators
And the rush of traffic going by in the distance
Like the white noise inside of a sea shell
Nourish me into distraction
Distraction is my meditation, surrender was my downfall
How do I let go once again?
And relax into oblivion
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