Might find me at the bar, comfortably alone,
minding my own business, nose in a novel
or tangled in the spirals of a snow white notebook.

It’s a life skill that’s taken much too long to learn
living my days in a calm controlled world.
I have clamored my way into perfect contentment.

Grief and resentment may still have their streaks
but acceptance has paved me a road to peace
made smoother by the communities surrounding me

however…

There always comes that one inevitable you
whose nature mirror’s the violent skies. Too open,
I welcome you in like the tranquil grasslands.

Driven by undiscerned curiosity
or a light to tear down or a soul to use,
your careless words reverse the healing process.

You blow in with the out of nowhere message
and pick up speed with the right wrong line
letting your winds swirl into devils of desire.

Whether you don’t know your own heart
or couldn’t stand the sight of some goodness;
you’re not done until there’s a line of calamity.

Then you’re gone and my world is in pieces. Nothing more
than an innocent no-longer-standing bystander
who never got a warning to seek shelter from you.