Where can you run where can you hide
When seeking solace from what’s painful inside
Head that is spinning breathing so shallow
Terror and pain filling your marrow
Emptiness present a hole in your gut
What keeps you falling into this rut
Where is the exit where is the door
Where is the freedom your heart longs for
No motivation no not for now
This makes you wonder if ever and how
Will a steel bullet quiet the pain
Is that a sentence worse than the rain
Longing for clear space quiet inside
All the while knowing no place to hide
To quiet the chatter and deal with the pain
You make a plan to start over again
The only sure refuge we have is compassion
Get beyond self-loathing and all the passion
Deep in the quiet of your empty stillness
Find wisdom and comfort of your forgiveness
What is the source of the pain that cripples you and disturbs your sense of peace and quiet?
How do you deal with the demons?
What have you discovered about the gift and value buried in the suffering?
- Stewart Levine ©
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