Will You Take Me With You

Can you come down here

fly me away,

I wait, I watch, I whine,

until I sometimes find I can no longer convey

to you the way

I feel in the morning

after a night of constant concern,

always fighting a demon,

sometimes two or three or many more,

every minute of my time, my life, my place

in this society,

I am blessed to know it is here I exist,

yet I am waiting.

I do believe you’ve got a lot of game in you,

to cause me to wonder for so many hours,

once cannot easily define the time it takes to realize

we’re all fighting the same cooling breeze.