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The Calm

It hits you soft

gentle in your mind

to smell it in the air

to feel it on your skin

to know

the turmoil will decay

the slash will heal

the demons in your soul

Freedom lies within

the crimson flow

from neck to ground

it sprays then drips

and the sound is fresh

hollow but clean

The return to ash

from where you came

 

(c) Frankie

 

Crumbling

I pass it by and cry

To see the bricks

Where the cement

Has dried to dust

The world we told

Ourselves we’d build

Hand in hand

Is waiting in silence

For us to return

But how,

I’m lost

In a maze inside

My mind.

I hear your voice

But the walls revolve

And world we were

To build crumbles

From the echo

Of us walking

Without the other’s

Touch

(C) frankie mcgivney