study

it’s when my eyes burn

long after the tears dry

in the stillness

which follows 

the storm

that i understand

how deeply i love

how poorly i let go

how intently i probe

how endlessly i search

hoping to learn

to swim fast with the current

of this messy soul of mine

instead of drowning

again

trying to push it back

light|2015
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