Flow

 How many words & pictures can be etched in one’s body to take away the pain

Apparently not nine…

How many people can be placed in one’s life to show me the answers

Not enough…

How many books can one read to absorb what the voices scream at me daily

Not one…

How long can one continue to scroll to help remove the penetrating thoughts 

Until I fall asleep…

How many times can god keep holding on

I’m not sure….

How much time is needed to utter the words, this too shall pass…

Never enough…

How much drama can one stir up inside their own soul

Just enough…

Just enough, to send you to the edge 

But not fully…

Never enough, to fully let yourself go…

I’m not sure what god is to me…

Until I fall asleep, I am at war within my bones… 

Not one memory will leave my side…

Not enough to comfort me in the way I desperately need…

❤️‍🩹nine~the ebb & flow of life, a completion, not a final ending…