Lost in misty swirls
of un-forgiven acts. Torrential tornados
of negative arrows
attack the waning
defence of
my shrinking soul.Brain-blurred reality
bombarded by
confusions of
thought-tangled
to the surface
I gasp in cool breaths
of clarity.
Sunlight strips away
my jumbled fog,
as the empty space
of tranquillity’s
heaven-sent peace
filters through
for a while.
© Nicky Clifford 2016
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