Give & Take VI
Life has taken from me what I wished to be given... -but there's still one thing, just one, that I can take myself.
Oh what I'd give
to quiet the space behind my eyes...
my last breath‐
and for perfect silence?...
everything.
~
No longer am I looking for a momentary stillness,
only a form of rest from this form of busyness that sounds, and is permanent‐
I've reached the point that I'd trade anything
to rid myself of this perpetual noise, which I never requested,
and to take for myself, the noiselessness that I wished to be given to me.
~
I suppose that
what I've been asking for is absence...
not peace‐
because peace has never solved a problem of mine...
forced from my hands, soundlessness, taken from me in exchange for sleepless nights given in its place.
~
Oh how I long to let go
of everything, in favor of any permanent solution‐
to take away from myself, all breath that remains
that nothing may be given to, nor taken away again...
as I'd rather anything than give any more of what time isn't even mine to endure, any more of what this world continues to take from me.
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