LIBEROSIS
Once upon a time
Tears rolled down the landscape
Of this heart
Landing on the souls of my feat
Beginning, somewhere lost in the
Midsts of too many false starts
Almost begun.
Bleached
Out against the struggle
To keep moving forward
Tears once so fucking poignant
Lack meaning
In the grand scheme of things
That room with a view
Is crumbling
Around me
The demise of my chateau cardboard
Almost complete.
The soul of my defeat
Aches with the pain of knowing
Oh Nostalgia,
What have you done?
Unravelling the ancestral twine
Of yesterday’s tomorrow
I am almost undone.
I longed for freedom
Without knowing her full name
Dreamt of liberty each night
Immersed in a dull and
Tired pain
Liberosis; the wordless quest
I seek each morning when i
(bleached of the will to go on)
Awake
I look in the mirror
And fucking pray to anyone that’s listening
That I’m almost there.