Motherwort from Motherwort by Greylotus

Each passing day, a dance with the shadows:
Footsteps well learned,
Led by the pulse of the whispering echoes.
As the flames grow, the voices magnify
Stoking embers in desperation to stay alive.
Ears bleeding over bare feet on gravel.
Taunts and commands; utterings sharpened,
Cut as they travel, decimating equilibrium.
Oh, the horror of recognizing self-spun delirium!

Number is not law here now.
Let melody dictate where we go
When we find ourselves lost without
Control - The Need:

I left my home behind seeking the fire's glow.
Let my hands burn and blister in demonstration.
Knowing it all is all I know.
I am kindling to the conflagration.
I offer flesh and blood to watch the shadows grow.
Inferno in ascension, yet no salvation.
Bearing it all as I forgo
My own reality in frustration.

The taste and texture, sharp and bitter:
A cold and familiar feeling.
The only way to quiet the whispers.
End the torment.
Ice drips down the neck, hair stands on end.
I breathe in the scent of my savior.
One deep breath relinquishes
My fixation on the fire.

In bitter doses melancholy leaves the heart,
Vapors escaping quickly
There is a limit to what we control.
Accept this truth, and you can be set free.

Amongst the caustic scent of charred tissue and bone
I return to my self in space and self in mind.
I have known all that can be known.
Vulnerable, limited, of humankind.

Casting back, the role as marionette is sown
Silhouettes lost without a form to stand behind
An outcome I choose to disown,
Drinking the acrid leaves in to remind:

The taste and texture, sharp and bitter:
A cold and familiar feeling.
The only way to quiet the whispers.
End the torment.
Ice drips down the neck, hair stands on end.
I breathe in the scent of my savior.
One deep breath relinquishes
My fixation on the fire.

In bitter doses melancholy leaves the heart,
Vapors escaping quickly
There is a limit to what we control.
- the message of The Motherwort

The taste is sharp and bitter.
It may not get better, but we must.

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