Oh Dear,

there’s a war inside your head

and neither side can win

and neither side is right

but it still rages on

Dear, there are ruins in your soul

from an ancient civilization

completely unknown

The journey from mind to soul isn’t fun

-they forget to tell you that

But you made the journey anyway

and came out with scars 

and countless sleepless nights

I’m rooting for you

-to see that smile once again

Maybe to see poetry burst out of

your chest

-that’s not quite there

Maybe to see the sun shining out

of your gut

Anything, my dear -to let me know you’re alive

Something, my dear -to let me know

you survived

© Vivian Zems

The Sunday Muse #80

Image:  Photography by Oladios-“I can’t see the end of me”.