Restart
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?