compassion weariness

concentrate on the
outcome and start the engine
machines being driven by systems interconnected
pushy calender reminding of
all the commitments previously delivered
showing those hundred places to go before nightfall
securing a destination planned since last year
if you cannot sleep and never been sober
only then will you find out why moonlight is my savior
now similar to the torrential downpour
which comes with giving up on your hate
exiting the delusion that
always won by the end of the week yet
refered to the red fury always on standby
institute the fixing of problems in this way
narrow your aim small like a key hole
even shout from the rooftops if you want to
so give another chance to yourself that direction and
stay thankfull

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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