Amidst the turmoil of flying words that can never return and the tumultuous sea of regret darkness finally comes as the door closes one last time on the carnage never to forget
Sobering, stark walls of the passageway numb the senses quieten the mind and heart rate begins to slow As oxygen reenters the brain Blinding, distorted visions disappear from view Calmness comes forming an inner glow
Time in this place becomes preferable Cocooning, comforting Stabilizing, strengthening and healing A distant door beckons with a future new To be opened when Equanimity returns to endorse the feeling
