the days seem longer
it could be the time
unsure if that would make a difference
alive, honored with another appearance
it is condemning and lacks forgiveness
conscious of the obvious
asking permission would be sinful of me if it’s
not within His mission,
seeking constant pleasure
it’s presence is warranted
when my ego is under the weather,
piece me together and make me better,
killing me softly with it’s venom
exchanging lines
lauper with my time
use it wisely,
catch my falls and cuddle my mistakes
hold the chastisement,
liberate when I may no longer awake,
here and now listen to my voice,
the bass of the portrait that I paint
it may have snatched my cords
but it is not the answer to the life that I face,
I broke the code invading it’s space
my peace is free reign
it’s emotion is fair weather based,
overstep the boundary
I break free yet it continues to chase
the temptation to believe
when it’s just my imagination running away from me.
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