Trauma

[Justsomedude]

Drowning in the white waters

of his own rage,

He stared a vacant

stare that could never

give light - only drink it

like a barren desert

growing desperate

for a few drops of rain.

That kind of stare can

only look inward

toward the stinging

and distorted

memories -

never peering out into

the suger-coated

sub-reality (the

monotonous practice

of day-to-day living) -

his vision obscured by

the traumatic scenes

of a nightmarish movie

playing in repetition -

bearing down on his

consciousness and

becoming all the more

vivid and consequential.

The contrast of her

soft-spokenness seems

to mock him - and so

his rage is placed

far from her favor.

JA Perkins

[Dolphin14]

I can relate to a lot of that. Ty for posting