Restart

Torn ligaments

Snapped tendons

Lapped up by predators

A part of me

Emerges

Unscathed

Pained

Weary

But willing to

Reinvent

Rebuild

And give life

Another chance.

Is there a world out there

To give me a ground

And air

To breathe?

The battle of life

Will start

All over again

In that precious space

In between.

The wisdom

Of the netherworld

Nourishes me

And scares others.

Multiplying myself with ease

I don several masks to express

My brightest and darkest moods

In all shades of the universe

I don several masks to express

Transporting soul experience

Myriad shades suffocating

In confined personality

My brightest and darkest moods

Wondering where they all came from

Packed inside my deep layers

Un-exercised thoughts and dreams

In all shades of the universe

Slithering so effortlessly

I shudder to think aloud

Is all of that really me?