inside of this mountain

inside of this mountain
trapped within its cavernous
depths
lives a life sans forty years
a human speck
vanishing at shoreline’s edge

buried inside this mountain
lives a frail innocence
a lightness beyond this
being’s current capabilities
of body, of self
leaving in its wake
a jaded obtrusiveness

trapped inside this mountain
enfeebled and betrayed
i become ‘the scream’
flames licking at
thighs
hips and belly
slipping between
the cracks of a splintering
hot drawbridge
an incomprehensible longing
enslaves and fixates
the sum of me
while i hang
crucified on
crosses of days
past

deep inside this mountain
once-holied caverns
surround my murky seas
darkness
once lit by joy’s immanence
encircled by self-love’s
protective arms
finds me weary
in this skin
no longer able to swim
to my surfaces

inside of this mountain
of bone and flesh
today’s light remains
an impossible distant speck
this monsterous
paralysis
makes me stumble
unable to catch my breath
hands outstretched in prayer
pleas raised up to a universe’s
deaf-ear
in search
of walls to support
this incomprehensibly
huge
visibly broken-down
me
dying inside the emptiness
of self
buried inside this mountain

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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