Ten days
of wanting
but never reaching
the end.
Is there an end
anymore?
Has it
already gone?
26:157
A heavier future
to hold up,
but you are determined
to fight for it,
raise it higher
even if your
arms break,
even if it
completely
crushes you.
26:156
Revelations
arriving sooner
than you hoped,
filling the months
with purpose
and a goal.
Maybe, finally,
a big enough distraction
from the pending
trial and verdict.
26:155
Restrict intake
so sleep will be
a reward,
ready to rest
between endless work,
too tired for hobbies,
too tired for happiness.
26:154
The constant ring
of pressure verbalised
makes eyes ache
and temper strain.
Always the same
with no sympathy,
how much more
should you carry
before snapping?
26:153
Empty evidence
stain the cleanliness
you spent all day
achieving.
Your reward is gone
into a thoughtless mouth,
one whose regret
will be brief
and non-repentant.
26:152
Stone walls
don’t get angry
or take things personally.
Just pause
and absorb
everything
into brick
then carry on
so peace
remains
and you crumble
slowly,
slowly,
but they’ll
continue to smile.
26:151
Lose your vision
of the future,
the foretold proclaim,
will it stop you
from living
an inspired life?
Will your will
to keep moving
open the eyes
of the closed
around you,
even though yours
are now
forever shut?
26:150
Shadows tease
and open confusion,
disorientate,
give hints
of the light
you used to know,
but now its too bright
and distracting
to help.
Is it better to
cut it completely
and embrace
the unforgiving dark?
Have no more
harsh shadows
dancing a world
you can’t
return to.
26:149
Speed ahead
to rack up
more dollops of delight
and forget
the painful procedure
of packing them
one by one
for others to enjoy
later.
