He looked into his future

But all he could see was his past

So many scars and sutures

A photograph of things that didn’t last

Was there a small lapse in his brain?

Because for a moment, he seems to reach through

A short freedom, he lets go of his pain!

Then without delay, his demons begin to pursue

It is a glorious moment! He wishes he could hold firm

Before he even knows it, he is plunging into dark waters

He tumbles perpetually down a heckling berm

His balance erased, toward the edge of darkness he totters

With a spelunk and a splash, he crashes into the murky

His breath steals away, he knows what is coming

His cognitive distortions aroused, begin to get perky

Fallacies and lies, the deceit is now humming

He knows to think right, but he has not the vigor

And so slowly he sinks, his lungs rapidly filling

Here in the pit, all of the monsters look bigger

In the end, his heart was too ill…even though it was willing






Loveland, CO  ¦¦  August 8, 2018






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