A True Thing

One more chance before she fades away forever

Pulled into the eternal present

It’s now or never

It can’t get worse

Only better, right?

It can’t get much darker

It has to dawn soon . . .

    Although, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen the first light.

Blackout curtains hide it all.

Icarus is singing to you mid-fall.

What am I supposed to do about this flight?

A giant car with wings wants to hear me sing,

So as my plane nosedives into the sea,

I sing a song that finally gets you to see me.

Set sail and find me.

I’ll be floating on hope

And thanking the trees that I can’t see.

I’m only joking. 

I am fine. 

This isn’t pride,

it’s simply a lie to hide my eyes.

I’m alright. 

This isn’t fear,

      it’s simply a line to try to fake my way to feeling okay. 

I’m no mastermind, 

just stuck somewhere back in time. 

I’m no demon, 

but I’m not an angel, either. 

I am just a man without a plan. 

I’m not an asshole, 

But I do have a few holes in my soul. 

I am sorry.

And that is a line 

   so true you could search all of space and time 

    and never find a line as true.

I am sorry . . .

And I love you. 

CH 10/24/26