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“insurrection unravels unstoppable from a hollow deep down inside,
burning through oxygen to burst forth in the coldest, rather tactless, disclosures
that should maybe remain inside your head, and you know it’s unkind and unfair,
since they’re spoken with the voice you had when you were 7”
a crack is forever, it’ll seal, but the crack, the crack will always be,
how to (not) deal with it, well, I know of many ineffective ways,
but this ever-present darkness is engrained in me
and I understand it, I don’t fear it anymore,
instead I use it, these shadows, to obscure the unnecessary,
simplify pictures and reduce everything to a need-to-know……
“strange is the silence of utter peace amidst the screams of war,
in the mind that is mine, absolved from self-imposed sentences.
what’s written is written, but your nightmare affects me no more”
the crack. the crack will always be there,
you should step towards what you want,
instead of away from what you don't.
the view is important, don’t trip looking at yesterday.
allow yourself the happiness of sea sand at noon,
feel the shifting warmth as it gives way, soothes you as you yield.
there is no pain when you accept
damned are sinners and believers alike,
so join the circus of undulating pleasure and pain,
written too is what you’re doing, you're removing the stains.