My Twin

My Twin long poem

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Isolation from time and present existence,
The air dabs a little splash of peace,
Sometimes as a massage, sometimes as a scratch,
Both share a bit of pain,
But as a virgin to pleasure it feels all the same,
It’s easy to breathe, at least,
Though the mighty sun roars, it’s rather dark,
Is this what a blind man sees?
Besides me, sits down, is my closest friend,
We trade stories,
I told him how my neck suffered,
Carrying pounds of emotion is no joke,
And all the rain it creates doesn’t make it any easier.
“It’s sad,
A young man lost his life drowning in his own tears,
I’ve been broken for a long time even now my smile mocks me,
I only have two friends,
Pain and Failure,
How they love to play tug-a-war,
Even though we had our differences, I love them,
Because they remind me of how far I’ve come,
I also told him how I felt sick knowing I’ve destroyed God’s kingdom,
How I spat on his floor,
How I created mutiny of his name,
How I stepped all over him and then demand respect,
My friend replied “what kind of Christian are you?
One who swallows darkness?
Who rules sin?
Who feeds off power instead of peace?
Sounds more of a devil…”
I didn’t look at him or even ponder on a response,
I was shut down by my own faults and blame others for my petty mistakes,
Sympathy was shown, and then he wrapped me with his heavenly, brown blanket,
With a soothing voice almost like a saxophone relieving itself from tune of blues,
“Your smile is the center of your inner peace,
The key to the doors of happiness,
The answer to all misery,
The relief to all pain,
The foundation of the pure man,
Anyone can pull off a false smile,
But God’s children’s smiles are real,
They are sprayed with a scent of hope and cleaned with the soap of triumph.”
Then I broke free from the isolation and once again thank my conscience.

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