Lonely Truthfulness

I must confess my feelings of discontentment with life.
A deep, chronological series of events
has wound up here,
at this place,
with these feelings.

Usually, I simply surrender myself in silence to solitude:
the puzzle pieces fall into place.

I must express now
due to the asphyxiating feeling crushing my chest.

Pain has overcome this being,
this grief over the future
(every second spent in manifestation beyond this moment).
I have no options that I see
for gaining the emancipation this spirit desires.

The very thought of remaining a prisoner
for another moment longer
seers white hot all over this body
 
Every word said to I is a whip lashing.
Every word said of I
is as though another nail is drilled into the core of this heart.

I am bloodied.
I am shamed.
I am broken.

I know my way and I know it true.
I will wear my blood and shame
and broken pieces with love for Most High.

These are my shackles beyond the physical.
I accept all,
for I am all.

Were it possible to lay in bed and will Death,
it would be done.
But Death is busy with other people.

So in this moment, I cling only to the Lord for peace and understanding of why I am here.

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