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Perfect Storm

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Doped up with illusion
Shrouded from truly feeling
Tears dried up
Stoic sphinx of face
And I wasn’t fooling anyone
But myself.

The perfect sheen
Soundproof walls
The heart was beating
But the soul was hollowed out
The refuge of a paper lion
Scarecrow
Tin man.

Always attacking the symptoms
Never the cure
Until the dam exploded
And the pieces fell on whomever
Unfortunate to be in my presence
I’m sorry truly
Where did it go awry?

Pathological need to overcompensate
Painting myself into a corner
Too tired to lash out
Too exhausted to reach out
One can have the love of the world
But feel so worthless
I was the former
And the latter
But those thoughts
That used to scatter
Are beginning to find clarity
And I offer no prescription
Or words of wisdom
For I’d be a hypocrite
But this tearing down of self
To fulfill a sympathy isn’t what I want
For I envision a symphony of stately melody
Regal
Defined
Confident
To inspire
To be inspired
And it’s not out of reach
For I discovered the truth
Before it was too late
One day the breath will cease
And I want to be at rest
Knowing I achieved happiness
And a sense of completeness.

P-5/27/19

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