Reinvention
I have become this comfortably,
Uncomfortable,
Numb.
My friend asked me how I was doing and god damn,
I finally found the words to describe how i feel.
I normally feel like the ocean.
Typically,
I feel powerful, roaring, rhythmic.
I am a fixer,
A gladiator.
I hold dark secrets in the deepest parts of me,
Some are mine,
And some are not.
The depths of the ocean fill me,
I usually have control.
But right now I feel like the tide.
Rocking,
Peaceful,
Calm.
I feel calm.
You might not see the problem,
But I do not know calm,
It is not in my vocabulary..
I normally am a hurricane,
Disastrous,
Powerful,
So in control..
So full of life.
Right now I am not a hurricane or a storm.
Right now I am not powerful,
Or in control.
But that is okay because I reinvented myself.
Right now, I am the calm before the storm.
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