wolves of confliction

to belong
and not belong
at the same time
is one of the most
and tiring feelings
of feelings.

so torn apart
by the wolves of confliction
who feed on your smiles
and nurture your tears
and provide you with
a blanket of

it’s so cold though –
it doesn’t preserve
the warmth in your life
that you treasure
so dearly

it all slips through your fingertips;
the threads unravel
and yet you seek
all your caged thoughts.

it’s painful
it is
to find that equilibrium
between pleasing you
and pleasing them.

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