My primary realm, is a place.
It's bathed in light, with unspeakable warmth.
Gifted to me, my soul
accepts her loving grace.

Secondary, yet expansive indeed
is my beloved second.
Another realm to protect
another place to adore.

and when I want it more
The third...comes crashing down.

My Primary realm thrives.
It is supple and soft,
Any ravenous thought of losing it
Chews acres across my heart.

My second realm loud and severe
Points my nose to bounty.
Points my body to drain

A devilish thing, my third realm.
Only there as a crutch,
Splits the shell of my universe
For me to behold true pain.

I want it most, I need it’s cure.
A balance between my three realms
A ratio of calm inside my head.
I need something right, perfect, and pure!

I feel it, change is coming.