Essence
I tell stories of my life,
The parables of my mind,
A fleshed-out, cut-down
Reflection of my heart.
For in my mind, I harbor tension,
The uneasiness of my life
Troubles the acres of my pride.
It wobbles in entanglement
As I pass through the valleys of life.
I ponder on my pride,
I shoulder the tears of my sighs.
For easily, I sway to the ways
Of the defeat I’ve cradled in grave,
I’ve hassled in dismay.
Valleys on valleys I’ve walked in haste,
Searching for love, searching for a morgue.
For I mourn to bury this body
Of my lots, I mourn
In embarrassment of everything it loves.
But this is my life, a cup to which
I must dine.
I’ve longed for so long to be free of my mind,
To be free of my life.
God, please open my eyes.
I’ve been a mess, a wreck,
And my pledges are all lost in the depths
Of regret.
I am a soul in need of help,
In need of change, a change to fashion my health.
For if I am to remain this way,
Then gladly will I give vain to pain,
And open my veins.
May I solemnly rest
Just how I feel
#feelings