RMC

Stand to stand I try everyday
with poison in my veins
to keep myself lifted up
and try to keep maintained.

It’s harder every day
to keep myself going
because my grief is lifted
by the poison that’s growing.

I wanted it not but I do
because I am broken.
I guess I’ll give the ferry
that scuttles me a token.

Until the end their is
something bigger in expanses
bigger than us all that
in our souls it dances.

Keep a head a down drown
do the gods of old for
knowledge it is found
for us all a different door.

Convenient it is to blame
everything that I stand on.
But we must stand for peace
and growth in the dawn.