CONCENTRATION DELUSION
What drives me to lie, cheat, steal?
Inner conflict - forces that oppose.
repel like dual polarity.
Drains my power of reasoning, weakens my soul
like a scornful disease.
Resolution - avoidance - misery.
The towering walls close in and envelope me;
tentacles, sharp pointed needles neutralize
and I succumb.
Asleep.
I dream of a quiet place.
Disruptions, confusion.
Plunged into a deep coma of silence.
Held at the cliff's edge,
rescued as the frayed rope is relieved.
I become the rope and awaken
to soft voices
and a cool breeze.
Copyright ©1993 by Darin D. LaGarry