State

feels good
this state of freedom
no longer caught in between
love and hate
just nothing, either way
it's been this way for a good long while
this sense that nothing much matters
that I don't have to hold it all in
hold it to myself
just a new state of being
reasonable doubt
favors the strong
and a minefield within
traversed with no casualties of late
time ticks over
edging me away from what has gone before
mine eyes see the intricacies
all is fresh
renewed
the self
centered
alone
still
stuck in the state of here and now
waiting for another rainy day