fear filled

im afraid of living easy
guilt a foe and never letting
up i look at weeks old beard
and stare while dreaming
pretending there
shaking head and heavy
hand raised straighten hair
fix now pick and pick
for nerve a stress
plus life an old loan
and what of love we forget
every time

heavy system

i always put it together
piece by piece

hemming edges on edge fast complete
through a process meditation
comes an image born from time

but however there are ways
you show me easy pie
pushing through without
a process and im blue

what if now i cannot feel a tick
a clock of time of prayers
on beads
and now blind life and hearts
lead darkness into deep