Pressing down
The mind is caught in a ruthless trap
trying desperately to release itself.
The constancy of the human condition
fighting off the demons
that would choose to rest
inside the solace of our dreams.
We escape our lives
mechanical trysts
episodic echoing
laughter chills the sky
with moonlit streams,
remind us why
the vulnerable tale
be our guide.
Sometimes life clearly
steps aside
that our mind
seek serenity
in each storm
will carry our eye
witness the naked
mystique inside our
sallowed fortune.
Oh to know a different name
would this hold in fear lessen
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