Survival frames from outside in-

gird by outer stress,

fears inside cower safe

a nurtured life facade.

Survival brain protects and stands

against, and never for.

Safe until the moon sets long-

a quiet tremor felt,

the winds subside,

a sigh is heard,

before you fall apart..


thumbprints press hard

on the outer part to shape shift being

into a failed construct


hiding a soul looking for the light behind

to dispel shadows and such

searching for life beyond the creep of forced ideals

into everlasting peace