Grey Lines

Poetry has always helped me through difficult times—so in this entry I will use a form of expression that has always been familiar to me.
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One week has passed, but the days have blurred together,

as if life had been placed on autopilot

—unable to decipher what to do or what not to, what is “right” and what is “wrong”.

These extremes don’t allow for discussion, but isn’t communication key?

Where is the line drawn?

To help or to suffer,

To defend or to surrender,

To listen or to speak.

Conflicted;

The emotion that circulates in my mind—my heart.

I possess my own grey lines that will be addressed if they arise,

but I cannot be accountable for the lines of others—or so I thought.

It is the worry, fear, and doubt that leads us to the confinement of our secrets,

but if our secrets become a threat, what would you do?

To help or to suffer,

To defend or to surrender,

To listen or to speak.

The Soul of the World listens to every word that is spoken—

with an open mind and without judgment.

Guidance is always given, but it is the Souls of the World who muffle its enlightenment.

Our quiet inner voices are aware of the answers;

To help or to suffer,

To defend or to surrender,

To listen or to speak.

Only we can hear these answers,

but they cannot be heard if negativity lingers in the mind,

for the soul does not acknowledge its existence.

The answers are written and time assists with attaining its knowledge;

To help or to suffer,

To defend or to surrender,

To listen or to speak.

VL

inspired by CB.

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