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Worn from life’s daily pressures
Frenemy shenanigans wreak havoc
Testing the elasticity of my nerves,
Just before I snapped,
I asked God for a hand
With a good night’s sleep.
Meanwhile being my worldly self,
Wanting so desperately to relax
I reached for my old friend Jack
Just a simple nightcap or two
To silence cranial voices and
Ease the stress away.
Needless to say all it did
Was crank up the volume.
Screaming voices encircled me
I turned away covering my ears
But it didn’t work,
So I started swinging.
Right hook left hook
Uppercuts and haymakers
But nothing was connecting
Enraged I hulked out
As the fight continued.
I could feel arms and hands
Pulling and dragging me
But I couldn’t see them.
So I kept fighting until
Exhaustedly I fell to the floor.
I could still feel the hands pulling me
But was helpless to do anything.
When I got a breath
I tried to break free, but do dice
My extremities were shackled.
I couldn’t see the hands
But I felt their pressure
On my ankles, knees and wrists.
My heart was pounding!
Still refusing to give up
In that final moment of my fight
A hand touches my head and hair
My fear instantly took flight.
The hands holding me down
Slowly released one by one
As my tension dissipated.
And then I slept.
When I had finally awakened,
Considerable time had passed.
My room was in shambles
Yet I was rested and
My strength regained.
Really can’t explain
Who or what it was that
Held me down as I was fighting,
But I felt their presence as I slept.
Something inside me changed.
Like an inner peace I’ve
Never felt before.
I was definitely under the influence
Of something I may never
Truly understand but I emerge
From my rubble with
A clear mind, an open heart
And a settled soul.
Once again feeling whole
I take a final look around.
It’s time to clean and move on.
12/7 LP45
