Letting Go

I was delusion’s ghost
Hovering strands
A viral host
Where every molecule of sky
Hid more from sun
Sea, stars, and eyes

Felt numb to days
Invisible to self
A soul who couldn’t ask for help
Drawn to many fathoms deep
While way too drunk to even speak

So there I was
Through clouds of haze
Peering down at an aqueous grave
Testing wind with a cig’s flicked ash
Still blaming myself
Stuck in the past

Fought the good fight
Exceeded their limits
Yet saw the future without me in it
And with truth not jest
When this life collapsed
God did not let go His grasp

Godspeed,
Rich

In No Time

In no time I’ll find peace
And hope before I die
‘Cause human beings have reason
To live beyond our lives

Spiritual Crisis

Writing kept me sharp
Tempers my dull mind
But this is not the type of note
That makes me feel alive