BRETHE IT OUT

They will walk away
Most of the time without a bye
Like they always do
Without much ado
They will slam the door
Call you lame, a thorough bore
For a moment your heart will hesitate
You will look inside yourself
All you’ll see will be dancing shadows
Abandoned meadows
An abyss will meet your feet
With your first step out
A crater-deep hollowness will linger
An echo of a drowning swimmer
Then all will turn black and white
Hazy and crazy
But that moment
That tune of torment
That engulfing cloud of gray
Those smells of decay
That nod of the noose saying okay
That moment when your heart can’t stay
Patiently on the bench of peace
Ubiquitous; searching for the missing piece
Noisy and dry as hinges without grease;
BREATHE!!!
Draw back your sword in its sheath
Gentleman, gentle-lady, kindly breathe;
Draw it in like it’s your very last
Stick your neck out, tall like a mast
And steer your ailing heart to a halt
Just breathe it out
That rage without a range
The urge yearning revenge
Let it go before you age
For your sake plunge,
In the lake of forgiveness
Your heart to salvage
For you will need it,
Even if it’s only for your blood