Poetry By Woodsy & Amber #2: Clambering At Sanity

I’m drifting ragged, buzzed by the phantom flight of not-quite migraines

Holding myself in at the seams, clambering at my sanity in a sea full of strong salinity

Looking for my flavour, overwhelmed by the tyranny of salt

Swamping my consciousness, tastes of fragments of my self falling as confetti

No wonder I’m so nauseous, so weepy in their wake

Pieces of the scratched at soul scattered in places forgotten and remembered

If tears will heal, why do they always land so broken on my soul?

They say time heals wounds, the wounds remain, the mind protects our sanity, scar tissue covers, the pain lessens and it is never gone

So hold me – dig at my wounds, raw as they are, squeeze your heart and fingers over mine, and warm yourself on the flicker of a camp we never made

Take me to places beyond the bounds of imagination

-By Woodsy (https://woodsydotblog.wordpress.com) & Amber (diosraw.com)

Art By Woodsy (https://woodsydotblog.wordpress.com)

10 thoughts on “Poetry By Woodsy & Amber #2: Clambering At Sanity”

  1. Beautiful
    Would you consider submitting any of your works to my site for me to showcase?
    It is free ? And all your copyrights are reserved to yourself?
    With kind thanks for such great shares!!!

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