When I'm at my best,
I am something else.
When I'm at my worst,
I am something again.
For the first time now,
I'm beginning to feel
like I know what the Nothing
is like. Oh hallelujah,
Amen,
and oh what a glorious
wreck I am,
with everything I could believe
going down. Should I fall
to my knees and pretend
it will rise again?
Or just lay me now
to sleep,
as this beast with its chains
keeps circling.
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