leading stormclouds

letting go of the tension and
ending the grasp on anxiety,
after all, only so much time is given,
doing my best to value what
instances i had that i can recall,
now that only by memory and by love,
getting along in life like a
struggle more and more day by day,
these moments torn apart in the remembering,
offering pain and relief at the same time,
remedy is passing years but until then
maybe in due time the good will outweigh the bad,
can i just find a way
like the torture will end with the right treatment,
only if i can get out of this place,
until the arrival of my final days,
damned to be exactly blessed
staying here next to my love
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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