"MY RETURN TO CLARITY" in "RESTLESS: POETICALLY-SPEAKING"

  • March 13, 2018, 6:52 a.m.
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Another episode
an inner push to an automatic mode
a buzzing chainsaw in my ears
My vision wasn’t crystal-clear

It was the same old alien
the nemesis, never a friend
only here to bring me pain
again and again and again

It had pressed one side of my brain
as I tried not to faint
Thinking was always a labour
that I preferred lying on the floor

Still, I refuse to give in
so I always fight as hard as I can
Today, I am back to feeling happy
I’ve returned to my clarity.

R.
(Jakarta, 12/3/2018 – 1:00 pm)


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