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Can’t really
Seem to
Focus

When straining
Just feels
So natural

Content
While growing
Abandoned

Heightened
By a quiet
Which screams

As if killing me
Loudly
With blankness

Between walls
Who tell me
Their wishes

For souls
Our paints
Do envision

By filling
Their cracks
With a sound –

As lies
Of colorless
Spaces

Ring
From words
Of distinction

Uncovered
In silence
Exposing

What layers
Of hurt
Scream beneath,

Struggling
Like skills
Without purpose

Wondering
How phrases
Will answer

When nerves
Confessing their
Failures

Spill verbage
As dead
As this dream.

Dizziness
Nausea
And chest pains,

Loneliness
Habits
Obsessions –

I’m convinced
God’s ready
To end this

So why
Am I wading
Through angst?

Major
In business
At college.

Marry
And settle
For something.

Life
Is no fun
For a writer –

Let’s say
We leave it
At that.

– J. Pigno

By on

What nature
Doesn’t realize
Is that kindness
Matters less
To the proud
And winning people
Whose triumph
Offers more

When playing fate
For freedom
Regardless
Of its context
With wars
Made of decisions
By declaring
Bets are off

Now choosing
Bigger dreams
Over gains
Both small and waning
Relinquished
From their prisons
As wishes
Built on chance

Still meaning
To proceed
Despite those odds
Against them
Beyond all worth
Or measure
Of the hope
Which conquers death

Fear
Not of their loss
But a God
That means conceding
To the vagueness
Of forgiveness
Like evidence
Showing grief

As hurt
Which must propel
And drive their marches
Forward
In a wave
Of frenzied masses
Who claim each battle
Dear

Knowing
That they’re wrong
And proving
Games are vile
While swearing
Something special
Is deserved
For those engaged.

– J. Pigno