No signal : No release
By QLB4 copyright 2013
This last few days
Have been quite hard
Lack of signal
Frustrated this bard
And then my
Bleeding pen
Escaped
And I thought
That all was
Lost
How was I to process
And if I couldn’t
What would be
The cost
Many people process
Inside their heads
And hearts
But mine are far too full
And nothing much departs
It’s holding onto
Everything
That kills this heart
At times
So recording some
And sharing
Even a few lines
Is what I need
To make some room
For living
And to release the pressure
On my heart and mind
qlb4's way out of a quiet crisis 