dwelling in the internal storm
so many shifting landscapes
show so many different faces of me
all the while, I must deal with the three dimensional matrix around me
where it happens everyday... glitches
that reveal who I really am
frightening revelations sometimes
vulerability but so is cruelty present
most visious with myself
it is not cowardice I turn it inward
it is surrival, I made a vow before I entered this dominion
there would be know blood on my hands
my forces so powerful
it is difficult to redirect these feelings
retreat to my sacred chamber where I can purify the stream
leaving speaking a different language
one of understanding, the people around me are all manifestations of God
my truest conflict lies with him
with prayers rising as smoke to his Holiest of Holies
that a foundation of understanding is being formed
just because there are broken vessels out there
they are to be made new not utterly shattered
Rated for Mature(17+) 
the matrix
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understanding
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I feel the simmering temper in this piece. Just because it is broken does not mean it can be made new.🧡
you’re right lovely Fia sometimes my anger gets the best of me but the powers that be reprimand me even for striking someone very harshly keeping my level of rage under wraps is nearly impossible at times thank you for being here ❤️
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Another excellent write with raw honesty my friend. Amazing read as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you graciously for the love here ❤️