In a dark place yearning.
I fall inside so quickly.
A state of mind
just beckons me in.
Quietly awaiting my arrival.
I look around the room
and see my life.
It’s okay,
I appear to be living well.
Then what is the difference
from one day to the next,
I ask myself with quiet repose.
Something happens,
comes to remind me.
And I let it slide in,
taking my focus away.
Gives me new energy
to freely associate myself
with common failure.
Oh it is so I believe.

God help me
I’ll find my way,
It’s when life has reached
a crescendo far beyond
my mortality.