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Sanity
Moving forward in slow motion
as time slips through my fingers
cannot bear the static commotion
a dripping tap, exasperation lingers
deafening silence thunders in my ears
equilibrium straining for release
out of place in my space, question
when will the internal battles cease
as I wait for the next wave to ride
who would have thought a life so intense
would leave me bereft, yet in constant quest
floundering with no sign of recompense
but for simple moments of contentedness
when my cup runneth over
the beauty of my child, amongst weeds
I find a four-leafed clover
straining not to fall apart
where different equals inferior
vicious words that were meant to smart
inner turmoil hidden, blank exterior
onwards burdened with living in perplexity
Edgar Allen, you said it, I quote, without vanity
'I became insane,
with long intervals of horrible sanity'
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sanity, insanity, sanitory....;o)
Your own mirror, that's the only thing that counts. And eyes that dare to look of course.
Hang in there; it ain't the battles you dreamed of, it's the ones you really fought!
thx for the compliment by the way! :o)
xxx
Dicky
killea: Thank you so much, Dicky
xx
j - tessy
Mooi
killea: Many thanks, Tessy
xx
j - JakobRo
beautiful!
keep looking in the mirror and dare to see
killea: I do dare, Jakob
thank you
xx
j - miepe
I can catch one word here and another there and I made my own story
maybe my story is as beautifull as yours
not my english, not my house (I think), not your shoes....
killea: Thank you, Miepe, I am sure your story is just as good
xx
j - jan
how sad the sane!
grts
killea: indeed we are! Thank you Jan
xx
j - yellow
when you are living your life o, emotions, the waves are always harder, sometimes it's better to let things rest.
love,
Marc
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killea: Thank you, Marc
xxx
j
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