TiLT
I touch everything yet I feel nothing,
But my life is not a blur
I could say that I choose what I feel but I am pain’s delight
I could say that love conquers all, But fear’s lips are forever attached to my cheeks,
Shattering every time they separate,
Taking a piece of my identity when they pull away
I am not depressed for my beauty would never allow it
Yet.
Lies are told when I say I do not open the door with arms out stretched to invite my sorrows a place to build foundation
For I am without authority to let them fester
I meditate on dispirited thoughts,
Summoning every bit of suffering from my depths
I want to know grief and lay down with him just for a moment
So peace may be obtained
Making my body quiver with sorrow for every piece of me that has gone
But.
My Will, will not allow this
My strength will not relent
My mind is lost
My spirit. Relentless
And can you tell me,
Where is the beauty in all of it
If one never gracefully conquers any of this?
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