Equilibrium
The face that haunts your dreams
The whisper you hear inside your head
My visits come unseen
I am the ripple in time you lost
The distraction you did not see
The coldness running up your spine
My visits come serene
I am the weight around your neck
The buckling in your knees
The strain that sits upon your brow
My visits come pristine
I am the distant knock you hear
The slumber in your sleep
The echo in the dead of night
That awakes you breathlessly
The phantom shimmer in the dark
The hope you will to be
The breaking of a dawn
You mistakenly think to see
A shadow slipping plain from sight
The frenzy on your heels
The sticky stain upon your soul
Of what you did to me
Your superfluous ill dismay
And plebeian way of being
The truth in time will find its way
Of what you did to me
For I am the score that will be settled
A retribution paid with ease
With no remorse or trepidation
My wrath swoons patiently
So cling to your figments, your lies
Your realities of wishful thinking
What goes around comes around
An inescapable destiny
And as you glare into the void
Your eyes in search of me
My darkness firmly stares you down
For what you did to me
About the Author
After 2020 rewrote my life when medical challenges brought my professional career to a close, I shifted focus to a purpose-driven life. Now dedicated to personal development and reflective expression, I believe that while we don't always choose our opening lines, we always hold the pen for the chapters that follow.