close doors quickly

completing the task i had set for myself
letting all this sorrow die just to face the day
or killing it down before being able to sleep
some of my choices have been taken out of my hands
either way i will find out for myself just how
dormant my drive for self-pereservation lies
one or two times i find that i am hiding emotions
opening my mouth is not usually a good idea at that time
realizing that the only thing i want in this life is to be loved
something i should have given up on long ago
quit doing anything which stops me from finding what i want
useless as our words are to the forest
interesting as a yawn to a cat
common as sand at the beach but
keeping myself sane by having a vast inner life
lift my whole existence by having a lot of hope
your embrace is my sunlight food and drink
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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