Harsh tones despite a calm message
Full of anger and rage
Seems to be an effort of pushing away
Lest anything gets a better hold.
Just making an effort to be what we claim to want to be
Doesnt seem to be a mutual effort
Dont know if it is widely acceptable
But this life is mine to live and my own story to write.
Just needed some human interaction
Some sort of assurance of social ability
Glad there were others there to diffuse the tension
Didnt want to strain what was on the verge of breaking.
The night drew nigh, more were around
In between work the presence is made
Listening in? Watching? Analyzing?
Still does cause palpitations...Both good and bad.
The clock struck midnight and everyone started packing
Storms gales and torrents fell
Just about to brave the storms of nature
When somehow a misstep occurred.
Landed on the steps, ego totally bruised
Got up and there were some concerns
Did i hear myself right?
Should it be embraced?
Muttered that I was alright, yet another cover-up
Mobile shelter was used and instead of letting another
Stepped in and did what was totally not expected
Just a split moment and it was over.
Yet still a small tinker sounded
More concerns, am I hearing right?
But that was as far as it went
Savour the moment, while it lasted.
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