Monday, October 3, 2016


it may not have been
those years ago
there were too many voices inside just waiting
for a reason to destroy you, too much
darkness waiting
for an opportunity to drown you
but now, soul
it is
there are new voices now, ones that
have learned to speak soft words instead of curses
and the darkness
is confined to its shadows, long in some hours but still
blunt-edged and definite
it can't spill over
won't fill your head and throat and lungs till you can't breathe or speak
you can breathe, you can
so look around, little soul
look down at the darkness, even when it is long
look round at the voices, they are
look up safe and

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