That’s where it starts,
a sort of falling
down.
There’s a piece of all of us,
resolution before
emotions.
However loud the scream,
settling for this
isn’t enough.
Stepping outside in the rain,
let the body cleanse
internal storms.
So many options, the losses,
interfere with truth,
we disagree.
With conflict comes solution,
perhaps its true,
I wonder.
