A chasm, spasms, brain split in half like chiasms
Fissures, fractures, bonds created through disasters
Hatred, anger, settled nervous system after
Sense a need, start to plead, covered in the blood but the blood comes from me
Empty, displaced, finding self – yet needing to feel erased
When will it end, the panic settles in
But then… in… in him… in him we inhale
Ex… examining… ex… excavating… ex… exiting trauma we prevail
Inhale kingdom, exhale freedom
Once the trigger is settled, the dust settles and it’s revealing
Even through the darkest night and the longest evening,
My pillar has not been shaken
My pillar has not been breaking
My pillar is never leaving