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i saw my power spent/
head bowed as i called on gods help/
got no response as i sobbed in repent/
therapies were a limited vent/
was there a plot to get me or was it a darker threat/
repetitions of repetitive demolition/
condemned the heaven my heart had sketched/
all the memories i preserved got buried below this carnal earth/
my obsessions were severing the perspective of self/
i recollect the tense haunting hours of torment/
in what i can only describe as unimaginable hell/
and after many falls in the somber trench/
i felt all so grotesque/
with a flaw to be reckoned with/
i formed a morbid edge/
but i saw it as a test/
to remedy this offence/
and like a panel beater i knocked out the dents/
then the complex displeasure's/
with which my mental section had contended for a hefty length/
just got up and left /
as soon as i learned/
meditation practice/
it turned this on its axis/
it stalled all the carry on that constantly spawned dread/
within my lost head/
i thought to stop copping meds/
cause all i saw was red/
astonished to hear what was under my breath/
my inner voice said/
from the ashes i will collect/
something fresh/
and resurrect the embers with a spark of purpose again/
my focus multiplied and i begun to ascend/
i conquered all the involuntary pondering that haunted me with the topics of death/
i rose above my warped sense/
i caught my warmer self at the top of suspense/
he led me back to conscious health/
it showed me where my heart had dwelt/
i discovered where it went below the deck and into a shell/
i cracked it open to discover an emerald pearl/

(copyright of marc donlevy)