Acceptance, that's a nice word
The scar tissue doenst feel the pain does it..?
It's the first cut that hurts you the most.
Wide open are your eyes,
As you lie awake in the sands of time.
Nothing really touches you,
yet you swirl around in the whirlpool of thoughts.
Acceptance, that's a myth.
You wish you could stop it from weaving,
If not for just a moment,
The spider inside your head.
dies in the womb,
The scream the was born deep with in you.
Acceptance, it's what you become.
2 comments:
Hey P...
I absolutely LOVE this!
Acceptance: a nice word, a myth and it's what you become...
...at times it certainly seems that I have become merely a myth and a nice word...
Now I'm gonna get back to swirling around in my whirlpool of thoughts... hopefully the chaos there is enough to distract me from that scream inside my head...
Cheers...and kudos on yet another terrific post!
M.
M,
as always.. your comments are more interesting than my posts :)..
glad that you liked what i scribbled..
Hope to see one of yours soon..!~!
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