The Calm

The Calm

The sparkling of light reflects off the water drops of the constant down pouring of the rain.
The first sigh of relief, the first chance to breathe, at last the recoiling of the pain.
Which seemed to have no end, the reuniting of friends instead of their constant refrain.
Same car, same lane, same air, new plane, the almighty wonders of change.
Hopefully its sinking in, goes deeper than the skin, in the heart you hope it swims, even when light is dim.
With new wings to climb, wit new hooks to climb, never to repel to the cell of the wind.
Each move is exact, every footstep on track, never going back to sailing again.
Never going back to flailing your limbs
Impaling each kin with the scales of your sin.
The higher octaves of the constant downgrades
And the need to inhale, when under darkness you swim.
Internal abyss frightens, but not more than the lightening from the shock of loneliness in the depth of the dim.
Where creatures of self rise, lust, pity and pride
Red pupils, green eyes, envy from within
Trapped by chains of capture
To these monsters you're master
But slowly build strength for emancipation
When no union can save you save you
And though they forgave you
There still is a battle to calm them again.