Tohuwawohu

By Tear of Prometheus

Deep Lacerations
In the fabric of my soul
Existence torn to shreds

I am the quilt that
Sews itself back together
From the Patches wich
Were left just big enough
To stick a needle in
Also just sufficiently sturdy
To hold the thread

Trying to navigate
The eye of a storm

Hold my me together in

My selfchosen prison
Our containment

It will rip me apart
Scatter me
And give back to the world
Whatever it is I took

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Published on Wednesday, July 19, 2023. Filed under: "Reflective" and

Author's Note:

Today here. Tomorrow gone. The day after everywhere.

Comments on "Tohuwawohu"

On Wednesday, July 19, 2023, LIFEINVADER (303) wrote:

Fragility and strength are stitched together in such a compact format; it can be so hard to find some peace in the face of such turmoil of the soul, but endurance is welcome nonetheless. Cheers.
On Wednesday, July 19, 2023, Tear of Prometheus (27) wrote:

Endurance is all that is left at times. The stitches if you will. Be safe out there.