Let it

Let it out
Let it in
And out again
Let it go
Let it pass
Let it flow
Let it take me, make me, hurt me
Let it make me see
Let it make me see me now
Let it make me see me now letting go
Let me go
Let me go through it
See me through it
Let me out
Let me in

Shed one by one all the layers
Reaching the core
The essence and the fragrance
Of pure wisdom
Freedom

Sweet Orange

Sweet orange light
Bitter Night
Throbbing, beating
Biting, bite
Grinding teeth
Pressing between sheets
Numb, dizzy, tense and tight

Tired, like wired, like caught
In a tangle, distraught
I am tired, dragged down by weight
Distressed, confused
Last I thought I just wait
See how long it would last
To be done with so it would be past
Hoping to go through it just once and for all
Instead, I am going mad with the rise and fall

Pain, not a word anymore
Not a thing I can kill
A mood, a state of being, a sore
Sensation, physical confusion
In between time, so still
Purgatorial transition
Achingly slow
With nowhere to go

The hormonal struggle ends
To only begin, again