Calm Poem by Nisha K. Janine

Calm



Calm
Something I am not, yet I long to be
My life drum pounding faster
My lungs inflate and diminish with the shallowness of my will
Such a thing I do not have
Will, to go on, to do anything but wallow
This wallowing meant to center my thoughts
Just sending me in to a tizzy that can not be tamed

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