bass’s thumping out that line
beating through my bones
making my soul keep time with my feet
clenched eyes see with clarity
what is on my rise
what is squeezing every part of me
till I cannot draw a breath
each singular piece
is at the peak of it’s very self
heightened, likened to a dream
melting into time
now is every when and every where
swaying into disarray
crashing oh so light
with every second step it returns
hold the dark as it holds me
keep me in its folds
comfort found inside the hidden space
real is not the feel I want to feel
Lisa Jewell
Hey Shawn,
Dark and haunting writing…you’ve really captured that spectre clawing time and space. I do hope all is ok with you?
xx
Suzanne German
a very powerful piece shawn, sometimes the problem is with reality
love your sis’
xxx