The wait

The Wait            9/21/2015

Come think of this

And come think of me

The one you used to know

So full of life

And free. 

Before I knew

And before I was aware

A lot less self-conscious

Unafraid and chaotic.

Back then

It was others

Who worried about me

But now it is I who worry

About everyone

And everything. 

Cut off and cut out

Deeply wounded

And alone

Falling and falling

Inside of myself.

I cried out

But no one heard

Unable to stop the bleeding
Inside or out.

Birth and death

Abandonment and grief

Cut to pieces

And traded away.

My sense of self shattered

And all faith in man destroyed

Cut off in the middle

And left out to die. 

Split into two

The before and the after

A man inside himself

Struggling against his brother. 

The fools may win

But in the end

They always die

Starving themselves

Out of stupidity and pride. 

The trip wire is sprung

And all the fixers plot

Working against the truth

Just as they always have. 

Either way

It will not be easy

But either way

We are awake

And we are ready. 

The seed cannot grow

Until it dies

And love cannot conquer

Until it bleeds.

Ten times more

And ten thousand times stronger

The quiet man

Awakened at last.