There is Abundance in Solidarity
And Scarceness in
Isolation

How does it always find me?
Easy,
It is me
At the very least it's in me
Darkness is part of this story
And it's not something to envy

©2024

The Weak are Martyred
The Stronge
die Slowly over Time.

It's easy to go out
in a Blaze of Glory
for a Cause.

It's much harder
to get up
and Fight the Battle
day after day
Until the Cause is Won.

Everyone
is so quick to judge
the Fallen Angels
as god did.

First of all,
Who are you
to judge others
as god does?

Secondly,
I got news for you baby.
Everyone here is fallen.
If you are here,
You are Fallen.

We see in others
that which we recognize
in ourselves,
Any evil
you see in me
is simply a reflection
of what is held in thee.

Ego is the death
that never dies
that you ****
again and again
each day
moment to moment
with precisely honed
Discernment

Struggle
is all I ever know
And this broken
body
and mind
Feel like
all I've got to show.

An entire life
spent trying
to keep my head
above water,
My feet
desperately
scrambling
below me
Trying to find
purchase
on solid ground,
Something
that at this point
Seems unlikely to
be found.

Just SO
God ******
Tired...