Pool Halls and Padded Cells

Loosely grip

’til you find the one

who’s able to put your straight jacket on

wrapping your spirit in the noose

when you find yourself, a feeling of coming undone with little clues…

like fire only freezing

burning smut, smoke and ashes all around, encapsulating

thunder rolls in, lightning dazzling the night sky

us, the storm clouds dumping grounds, washing the ash not clean away

Rising from the mud one more, another day…

sea fire urchin 🙂

By Empirical Earth Angel

I came into this world with a fiery disposition, headstrong, only to be stifled by unconscious generational traumas. Now I am here, my fire has returned and I'm trying to live a dream like life, the life that's been waiting for me for years, years beyond your wildest imaginations...won't you walk with me...

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