Reflections in a pool of self embrace
Where all the good and bad in life meet to mingle in the dark
A melting pot , a cauldron boiled for balance
Sometimes a silent whisper, a pen nib dipped in blood
Some nudging gently 'til they're noticed and acknowledged
Some screaming for attention on demand
Triggered by a sight, a smell, a thought I left behind
Word-armies barking orders, forming structures in the void
Unstoppable, advancing, yet when I turn..destroyed
Through fingers wisp and float to waiting page
Uncontrolled, painting a portrait of a soul stripped harshly bare
A tiger, pacing angry in his cage
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