Taming the Echoes

jjudaharts

The music blasts loud,one side of the room pitch dark,

But I am next to the light with the pen in my hand,

Writing this song,expressing my soul,

Of the ever looming echoes in my mind,

But I breathe in,be still and say a prayer,

Through the prayer,

Through the stillness,

Through being,

I truly tame the echoes in my mind.

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sorenbarrett October 18th, 2025 14:59
A ritual, a mantra, a meditation it is nicely done

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