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