These many elements of self
Sometime vulnerable
At times alone.
Struggle to rise up
Beyond self-pity
Other moments strong
Resilient, wise and fulfilled.
The atoms that make up the soul
My lady, she encompasses me
Her arms my comfort and my home
No-one wants to be alone!
Crisis, sitting at a crossroads
Embark on pastures green or gold
No longer making sense
The voices in my head
I wish I knew which one I own.
Devastated by this loss
I rise from tombstone
It felt so cold.
I’m stuck, tell me where to go
Wondering around in
Aimless haste.
Last breath, deep breath,
the breath I hold,
Death anxiety reborn
I don’t want to be alone!
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