Today I write...

Today I write
words of confusion and passion
words that bleed with memories
of nights under endless skies
and endless stars,
nights of endless love.

Today I write
and the words flow freely
unlike the feelings
locked within me,
my soul battling the world
of reality and guilt
remorse and “what ifs”.

Today I write
of journeys traveled
of comrades lost
and remnants of life moments
that hang dangerously
by single threads, pulling
threatening to break
and be lost from me forever.

Today I write
hoping that somehow
these words will ease
the pain and fear,
the anxious nerves that traverse
my veins, my skin
that shakes with ambivalence,
my stomach that aches
with a battle it cannot win.

Today I write
and each word
each line
is like the erupting
of a volcano, lava flowing
hot and fiery, destroying that
which it touches,
words of fire, of ice,
of impenetrable cages
binding the heart and mind.

Today I write
reminded of too many yesterdays
the uncertainty of tomorrows
knowing that today
I must write.