push vs pull.

the whale is
singing
but my mind
is unfocused.
all the haunted
memories;
the terrorised
confusion
of all unknown.

gently unclasp
your jaw.
break the wall
and sigh.
how to live
the thought
without reliving
searing, devastating
heartbreak.

practising self
compassion
feels like a
veiled indulgence;
and pity
erodes any notion
of authenticity.
quiet, yet bothered;
when to push or pull?

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