Beloved
Pressing upon me
Are all the things
Past
Present
And future
All the choices
In a multiverse
Of Realities
And all I can manage
Today
Is to put one foot
In front of the other
And do what must
Be done
For the basics of
Life to occur.
It is exhausting.
And I am having
A hard time
Focusing on you
Right now.
Am I doing
What I need to
In order for my destiny
To happen?
Am I being the
Hero I wish
To see in the world
Because it is so dark
Right now?
I need and want to be
The hope in the world,
But my eyes sting
My throat burns
And I swallow the bile
And mucus
Drinking tea
That can't quench
My thirst
For Love
And life
To lift up friends
To save them
I find I am
Powerless
Against the demons
Of their soul,
The bastards
In their lives…
I am nothing
Against the tidal
Waves of emotion
That beat upon their shores.
I am no hero
Just tired
Sleepy
Overwhelmed
And Hopeful
In spite of it all.
