All I Pray For

Is there a name

for a change of state

when words liquidate?

Those words, red-hot,

that are spewn on my face

And make my throat ache

Those words that constrict 

the water flowing down the throat, 

and it finds its way

out of the senses

All because...

I persuade the angered 

through reason, but

all that I receive is rejection

I preach acceptance

for what cannot change

but what remain

are words of dissonance

Accord disappears

and hurt prevails.

Aftermath, 

all I pray for is to learn 

to numb the racing thoughts

to accept the victory of defeat 

to obtain a tranquil retreat,

and

to be able to sense 

less of hurt

more of love

~ Oct 17, 2021