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Deliverance

Losses so profound
Their gravity yanks you with a sudden jolt
Once you're tired and fatigued from fighting their acceptance,
Blocking their existence.

They walk up to you
Daring you to confront
You shake, you bawl
You wail your core out to feed the void,
Growing inside you, ever consuming, ever amplifying
Through the dark nights like a black shroud,
So comfortable that it becomes your home.

No sunshine, no chirping birds
The mornings in the wake of the aftermath of what remains,
Shadowed, flooded with clouds as dark as asphalt
Sleep leaves your shared bed with the grazing touch of the wind.
Cold window panes, with crevices in the glasses
Like those on your skin, barely holding the turmoil of the war inside.
A war against yourself; do you hold on or do you let go?

A faint knock on the door, that you deliberately ignore.
Turn away, towards the broken, jittery sky, watching it drain,
little by little into a perpetual nothingness
The wind jostling away loosely bound strings,
Once attached to hope and abandonment,
Suddenly untethered, drop dead on the ground,
Stained with indifference.

So what becomes of these strings?
What becomes of you?
Do the strings waste away if not hitched on to a post?
Do you lay in a cosmic decay amounting to nothing but a forlorn memory of the past?

No darling!

You crawl through the dirt
You pick those strings up,
Weave them together, again.
You start over, again.

Binding yourself with all the strength that's wasted,
You clear the web of despondence and shaken existence,
You take little steps through the dust-ridden floor of time,
Teetering at the edge of the collapsing bridge of life

Ever wonder, what will be your deliverance?

A step down the edge,
A plunge into the cradle of the never-ending void
Or a flight into an undulating unknown

What will be Your Deliverance?

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