Here's a piece inspired by an interview I listened to earlier with Bill Murray; self growth is the hardest and most fucking painful thing we ever do as humans...
Our Refrain
We,
breathing,
moving
locked moral
dilemmas…
each time I
augment my success;
my evolution
but cannot
hold the swell.
I cannot
break the refrain,
I must fall
back.
Just once
more
and then
again.
Further,
harder than last
week.
As I crash
myself
into the native
safety
Of my shame,
control.
These Known
failures
are a
comfort.
For the pain
Like lashes
Against my desires,
My dormant
spirit.
Is still
subdued;
Torture I
can handle and steer.
My palatable
certainty.
Unlike the start, unruly waves of pain
biding.
Waiting ahead
in the lands of my potential.
I'm currently practicing and recording for the commission which hopefully in theory is setting me up nicely to record my other poetry to go up on here. It should be on it's way soon enough.
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