A STARK CONTRAST

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JOURNAL # 41

'A Stark Contrast'
traipsed its way across my heart
a Ferris wheel of unexpected
lows and lifts
assailed me all in but an hour's passing
to time memorial I have surrendered
my hopes
I'm as far in as I could ever be out
I fully know not to worry
as worry is wasteful
yet still
how do I draw another breath
longing as I do for a more substantial constant
the briars I pluck from my disbelieving mind
a few more weeks is not an awful lot of time
change I've learned is a dull little non friend of mine
my mind understands what my heart feels less inclined
to grapple with
days are not the same as nights
but its nights like these that keep us awake later than we
should let them
ah but then again tomorrow is but another day
so I close my tired eyes and beckon tomorrow
all the sooner to come..............
(Aug 24, 2013 857pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem came from something a bit emotionally tough for me that I had to go through for a short while today.

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