listen

something out of nothing

the plaything

of the insecure mind

the soul that feels it must suffer

the heart that convulsively braces for a break

the peace that is ever-ready to flee and be lost

the prayers wrung out through habitual fear

with a will already baiting sorrow

reason asks “why?”

and common sense says “see”

memories chant “recall”

and though love whispers “trust”

it is too easily drowned out

in the cacophony of the diffident

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