Be The Calm

There is nowhere to rest myself
Nothing is familiar

Strangle the energies
That leave me out of order
I hear him whistling to these tunes
But they belong to me

I cannot be the calm
To this aftermath

I banish these things
To where I cannot see
The darkest space inside of me
All is left unsoothed

Where are you
I cannot bear to breathe
It echo's everywhere
Now you're not here

Nowhere to restore myself
This weight is crushing me
I dare not to be.

©Littlejoga 17/06/01

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