Poetry #5

As the sun rose,
I woke, up to..
the habits that kept me in my head.
Ground me to my bed.
Unfulfilled, unaligned, from desires that filled my chest.
I exhaled, change…
Untangle me from this mess.
Easier to fade away.
All of this I made.
Surrendered the heavy guilt.
Dismantled chaos I built.
What moved through my veins felt like honey,
A sweetness I never knew,
My mouth became thirsty…
The secret; is in what I actually do.

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