(dis)"Quiet"(ness)

Seems like bipolarity took the throne...

Have you ever felt
that even peace tastes hostile to you?
Have you ever seen
the peace that reigns before the bomb?
Have you ever been
attacked in spirit till it gets that rough
That you feel like
you don't care if things get better or worse?

Have you ever been
lying on the floor when the earthquake is shaking the most?
Staring at the sky,
knowing that you can't hide danger even if you try to run?
Knowing that the war
you are fighting is not on your hands to win or loose,
Feeling so alive,
but in a state of movement's got you tied, or you frooze?

Have you ever seen
all the quietness you breath has that toxic steam of wrong?
Have you ever seen
that the day is beauty but somehow you don't feel joy?
Like a Roman circus,
where your tribulation seems their fun?
And lions close to eat you alive,
but christians somehow learn to cope?

Something is disquieting
in the quietness that does surround my stage today...
Something like the presence
of the feeling something's so insane,
And maybe so insane,
that my heart's divided feeling anxiety and tearing pain,
But other hemisphere,
has got me tired, and peaceful, sitting quietly waiting for the rain...