i’m trying to peel away
the liquorice skin
to get beneath the surface
to feel for real the depths of the endless
to believe
could this be real
hot, yet non invasive
no decisions made
no side stepping the best options for
living
and as i sit at the table i keep on peeling
the layers of liquorice skin
counter productive
when looking too deep inside
to the adverse childhood experience
the grieving
oh the never ending grief within
so i look up
from the peeling layers of the liquorice skin
walking a waking life
on my littered path of broken dreams
promises never came true
but i don’t worry no more, i’m not unhappy
i’m safe in the quadrant of my mind with half an idea
of what it is to be happy
i don’t sit alone at the table
not when i know what to do to make a life that brings joy
and if you want to join me then that’s just fine
you can join me for what is left of this life of mine
i have some more peeling of the liquorice skin
there is more time to be had before i am a has been