SPLIT IN TWO

The digested regurgitation of the truth

         leaves my soul split in two~

No warning to prepare for and process the current event

 

And I am sifting through the endless Universe

        hoping~ wishing~wanting~praying

 to an unknown god

for a sense of  serenity and sanity

 

Serenity so calm that the breath I breathe

Is the only thing that exists

 

And I am baffled by the gap within the gap

        because it's full of foul mush

mush for the mind

mush that forms in my bowels 

 

And I need ~

and I plead

for a new beginning