Discomfort

The recurring cataclysm is so close now
you know how i know?
because i am either about to explode with love
or implode with guilt.

It could come tomorrow, now
or never
but if it happens
It will be on time.

The truth of the pain and the joy
is constantly being extracted.

The feeling of discomfort teaches me much
as does comfort
but with comfort, you have to work harder
to stay aware of where you really are.

The crap job, same folk, same eyes,
same roads, pubs, walls
same sky
and the same thoughts.

Comfort for many, is discomfort in my world.
Discomfort, being my navigation system, is mostly one with me.

Discomfort within comfort,
tells me I am lost
It tells me i have stayed too long in every place
I am told unequivocally, that this is my final chance.

And then i remember why i am here
to experience a new place, and new people
new eyes, new hearts and no walls
every day.

So i carry on
come what may.

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