sadness caresses the psyche
as memories dreams and reality
conflict with the heart
can the wind soothe the pain of sorrow
can joy erase all past actions thoughts tears
once I found myself reaching out
but the bitter pain destroyed me and i
crawled injured into my self
can this love be a destroyer of those who seek to be lovers
i still cry
i cannot put an end to these tears
i cannot forget the joy the sorrow
the loves of the past the future the present
they haunt me
they cry out to me
but I must not listen
for they make me weak
they cause me to falter
words
words become my release
scratching words onto paper
burying the ink into the smooth teasing surface
i escape my flesh and find comfort in my psyche
for as humans are humans
and one in body and mind
I seek out the comforts of the mind
and I try to understand the flesh
conflict
but a sweet joyful sadness which becomes poetic
the poetic allows for me to scream in silence
to walk without motion
to be what I am not
for this world is too much
a struggle for my flesh
and I seek refuge in my mind
for love
i seek and write and dream for love