I hide here behind a genuine misbelief that I am special, I am different I and only I
Come out, come out, wherever you are. I know you’re in here. You dirty little secret.
I read such woeful words penned by a fallen brother; his message cut me deeply. He prayed to all that’s holy that he might cry again.
Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
Who of you will follow where I’m bound to go? None that I can see. None that I can name. No-one that I know.
This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed
Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
Forgiveness? Not on your life. My life was stolen from me. For what?
He’s been around the block and even toured the world, with scars upon scars to show from many a hard-fought battle. Yet like many old dogs
There’s a voice deep inside getting stronger every day. I cannot deny the message these urgent words proclaim. Why bother?
That blue-gray rainy day, the blue-gray funeral parlor. There you were laid out in blue and gray. So still.
These words, are just what they’re meant to be; for you, whatever needs they serve to stir… For me;
These words I cry do not come easily; as if they echo from the cold stone depths of a long forgotten tomb.
