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Deep seated issues
A poem for outsiders
Deep seated issues,
Apparently he can see that,
After our initial conversation,
Who thought this was a good idea?
Back at work the game is on
Players in full swing.
I turn back towards the outside
To find my solitude.
So how would you prefer,
To live your life in bliss?
It takes time to reach a height,
Then all you see are voids.
And you’ve only just arrived,
Still you’re sure you know it all,
Busy chasing every wave,
Only skimming surfaces.
As suggested in the morning,
I was sure I was invisible,
Or silently derided,
Paranoid and angry.
“Maybe you should take a break,
It did me a world of good.”
Maybe I should demonstrate,
The rage that you inspire.
But later I was laughing,
I kissed my daughter’s forehead,
Amazed by what I have,
Sleeping bodies in my arms.
So how would I prefer,
To live this life tomorrow,
Glistening in the sunlight,
Or deep beneath the seas?
