Writer’s Block

Time heals all wounds,

often stated rarely connected to one’s true reality.

Suppose I just sit and watch the clock,

tick, and tock to and fro.

In time things do grow,

if you intend them to, you know?

Be it an improvement or inflammation

Time in itself is constant,

but we often sit and block

Just stare instead of moving from there.

Pain causes discomfort

friction causes bruises,

but sitting seeps the poison

inward and heal it does not.

Instead, forms toxicity

brings destruction to all it touches,

tainted filters,

blinded eyes,

broken heart,

broken brain,

trying to think through the pain.

Healing requires cleansing,

and

sometimes this too is the pain

But if you are to remain,

wriggle

and

squirm

but don’t let it be…

in vain.

~circa 08/17~