Red Eye Cauldron

I feel as 
though
A Marker
has been 
Placed
On
Me
Like the
Curse
Of
Caine
A Stench
That cannot 
Be
Removed

I taunted
The bees
Of Elysian 
Their honey
Became
A scorching
Like
Cyanide 
burning
Holes
Within
My
Breath
injecting
Toxics
within
My
Veins
Turning
A tornado
Like Virus
to.batter 
My
Soul
my spirit
is
Not
Whole

Using
Muscle
Memory
I systematically 
Force
My
Nerves
To 
Calm
And
Wait
For that
Still
Small
Voice
To guide
Me to
The 
Meadow
Of tranquility

With
Chaos 
And
Disruption
Comes
A
Reincarnation 
Of
Peace

I know
My pathway
Will once
Again 
Become
easy
Mana
Will 
Come
To
me
with
The
Red eye
cauldron 
Of dawn
The birds
Will
Sing
A
New
Day
And yesterday's 
trouble
An
Afterthought