Disruptions, we are filled with them
Each one is a mystery to solve
Each one doused with sickly venom
where potions are made to resolve
Some are escorted by burdens
While others hide amidst the grass
Some are called snakes, even serpents,
And others too, will come to pass.
In pitfalls, plights and paradox,
My heart remains an open box,
Its usage is escape from clocks
to shirk from time, for us to talk
The power of a piece of flesh
The bony part you rest your chin
The shoulder of a warming guest
The place you bare your soul again
Or maybe just a welcome spot
For tears to stream and wet the skin
A place for you to wipe your snot,
And tell me all that’s worn you thin.
In plagues and breakups, beatings too
Portrayal your heart as black and blue
Then have that weary soul debut
It’s time that all those smiles break through.
So take my hand and feel the burn
And let it penetrate your doubt
And feel the flame it slowly churns
releasing all your sorrows out.
My shoulder is a splendid doc,
To let your feuds and moods take flight
To leave upon the chopping block
Those countless melancholy plights
I cannot say its paragon,
It’s known for holding marathons
A tender place to rest upon
For answers to your woebegone
This shoulder with pedantic schedule
But room is made for those in need
For those too shy to seek a bethel,
And those who need their heart to bleed.
I’ve heard all things from rhetoric,
To mumblings and weeping coughs
To anxious pleas from veterans
To all those people still pissed off.
These burdens care not of your brawn
Nor if you fast for Ramadan
Not if you reached your echelon
Or even knew the lexicon
But pairing burdens come with tears,
The fears, the confidence restraints
Let’s talk about it here’s a beer,
An ear, to maybe slow the pain
My shoulders broad and diligent
I’m up for almost every task
To be the cure the instrument
To help your hand unstitch the mask
Some burdens hang, some rip the heart
Some come in pangs some tear apart.
Some bring us down the boulevards
Things even said by counterparts…
But how you deal is relevant
So other problems rarely spawn
Like hikers at Mount Everest
You need the strength to carry on.
This shoulder is remedial
The door stays open all the time
And though I am agreeable
I’ll check you if you’re out of line.
So use anger, cry, and contemplate,
I’ll wait, suggest, and advocate,
Maybe then you’ll listen, stand up straight,
Or maybe you’ll fold beneath the weight.
Perhaps you’ll sanitize your slate
Then take a footing of your gait,
Stop using lies to compensate,
Perhaps this session is way too late.
But take these words with no rebate,
Don’t permit passion to then stagnate,
Don’t let you thoughts amalgamate
Just let these shoulders palliate.