I can see it coming.
But I'm powerless to stop it.
It rushes over me,
Rampaging throughout me.
I can see no end.
No directions live in here.
No meaning. No life.
But there is the eye.
The calm in a sea of confusion.
I can see the sky.
I am free, if only for a moment.
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Cracks and Faults
PoetryA collection of Poems that talk of sadness, depression, hopelessness, and connectable poems. It is the pair to "Triumph Over the Soul".
