—written by Kathleen
There’s always going to be pain
something quirky and insane
about life.
Halfway through yesterday
I found myself flying head first into tomorrow,
trying to outdistance the sorrow.
There’s scant time to mourn
the irony, the craziness, the regret of past mistakes
when life is sadly short of breath
and unfulfilled dreams.
.
Just an ordinary person, I’m screwed beyond measure,
by the very genre that brings pleasure.
I’ve found innate release in writing
clandestinely about important things.
My open-heart, honest-to-a-fault style
isn’t always guaranteed-to-please.
While speaking the truth, concerning various bittersweet events,
I’ve never meant to intentionally hurt anyone.
Invisible splinters imbed themselves,
burrow beneath my psyche.
Torqued misunderstanding results,
fiery fallout, emotional outbursts
Cyclops vision
emanates from the subject at large.
Silence is stretched taut
accompanied by calculated calm. . .
Survival is a spider-web
thread
away.
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