IN
settled in broken in grieving
in my chair in front of the glowing screen
working to forget
working to remember to bring proper words
together to tell where i am
where ive been
where i want to go
to keep my tears at bay
to keep my powder dry
to make my mind divulge
the secrets it has kept
from me for me
so i take my time take my time take my time
to divide decide deride
regurgitating all the things
ive swallowed in my time
my tears my pride my love my fears
and finally i come to grips with all
the parts of me hidden in the dark
inside folds of cerebellum
antebellum postbellum
fighting for the right to be afraid
in the dark