Catharsis of Balance
Tiptoeing the Catwalk of Morality
I can't bleed anymore
Inside I'm no longer tainted
Replaced by purity
Denying
Remembering the misery that you draped me in
Sheathed in that cloak shaking from the trembling
Dragging me down
Pulling me under
Into a depth of nausea
Balanced only by indulgence
Indulgence, which lead to a moment
Of fleeting bliss
Temporary enlightenment
Reality floods back sooner then later
And the shivering world returns
Ages ago I was naive
Unable to grasp the balance
Fighting the only way I knew how
Twisting a shape into something unacceptable
Square peg into circular slot
Reality bludgeoned by this mysticism
Dropping into a void
Swirling amidst thoughts of delusion
In time, this mindset faded
When I tore through
Disconnected the tendrils holding me
Keeping me from moving on
Through anguish I've risen
An archangel gliding into the light
Oneself is precedence
In this world of selfishness
Gently trudging ahead to embark on something new
Something real
Something pure
The way of thinking doesn’t have to change
It merely needs to be controlled
Avoiding trouble before you dive in
Veering around that temptation
Sparks may fly
Synapses may connect
Embrace that
Tread carefully
Right yourself
Before the wrong
About the Creator
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