Lined up and mixed up. Shot straight to disrupt. A piece of me that gives up.
Letting go with fist up.
Thirsted cups hung deep with waste, in my mind a ceaseless state.
Helping find my misplaced fate.
It waits for me upon this date
an eternal now holds my call wishing and wanting more… it all
The thing that holds me lost in time
binds me deep retched in frost.
fixed in space forever lost.
searching always for the thing I seek.
never know just how to speak
how to tell the ones I lost
It Was for them I paid the cost
delightful the will and prideful the spine
stood up straight but intertwined
mixed and separate, taken and whole
figuring that… I gave my soul.
I tore my heart and spent my time
I toiled in filth and ran till blind
I missed it all for fear that I’d see
beyond the space holding me
a space so full of weightless grace
a void filled deep with endless faith
a hole designed to create a thirst
that could never be quenched and only gets worse
no better than hate and disgusted with love
it was the box created… from above.
with windowless walls decorated with spice
to trick my nose and insense my eyes
illusioned I was at a mystical place
brought to my knees and sunk to my face
how can it be that all this is real
undeniable suffering… unending I feel.
Have you ever found yourself in this infernal place?
I call to the sky as if it were up
asking for penitence absolution, enough.
Give them hell or free them now,
Either way here is the towel.
Take it and go, I surrender the fight. I lost, I lose
isn’t that right?
I never had, I never gained never acquired or attained
it was all a game…
In The Name of Mine
no more suffering now
I am the Vine.
Seeking Purpose Today 
If you are going to write poetry, stop being so shallow. Jk…This is beautiful. That big metaphorical brain of yours is amazing.
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Lol thank you my dearest
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