Fighting my way
through the haze.
Morning consoling
a man of lost ways.
Blown off course,
throat is hoarse
from calling your name.
There is no place
for the pain.
Tired of lying
about how I stay
this side of sanity,
turns out calamity
has all but washed
me away.
Found my salvation,
lost it in time.
Drown all my sorrows,
woke up from dying.
I felt the moment,
but it wasn’t mine.
Turned my eyes away
from the fading light
into darkness again.
HG – 2021
