POEM | Listening stream


Listening to the waves crash, my heart hurts, no purring. Trying to seem happy, my head screams, no slowing. One day, one step, no rest. Stress thumps crown, a gut wrenching moment, no glory. People say it improves, we learn, no compassion. Backed in corner, walls look dim, no shade. One week, two steps, back again. Listening to opinions, my head hurts, all slurring. Going through fog, I stumble, no welcome. People say it helps, we lean, no strength. Listening to the mumbles, my ears pricked, not safe. Triggered to death, my body tired, no gain. Strained nerves break, tight chest pain worry, no give. One month, two people, it breaks. Listening to my heart, giving it peace, no more. It’s time to listen. Listen to the stream.

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