Be Gone

Cold darkness
Rents space in my mind
Unwanted cravings
Ever present
You’ve become my religion
My God of understanding
Curled into a ball
Casting you from my mind
Be gone from me
You’re uninvited
This fantasy
Beckons me
Mesmerizes me
Looking away becomes
An exercise in futility
Your claws reach
Deep into my soul
Tearing away
My timid resolve
You’ve identified
Every weakness
One taste
One touch
Proves devastating
Curled into a ball
I cast you from my mind
Be gone from me
Please—

My Seat

Held hostage in a world
You create and rule
I’ve no desire to leave
Lingering in my half awake state
The fog grows thick
Blanketing reality
No reason to breathe
Barely existing
The walls close in
Securing my seat
There will be no
Abdication from me
I’ll always lead
From the seat you
Willingly appointed me
You cannot renounce
Your Queen

Revealed

Everything to lose.
Nothing to gain.
A bridge destroyed.
No detour found.

Uncertainty looms near.
Indifference now present.
Willingness has disappeared.
Lack of respect follows.

The track's not secure.
The ride has begun.
All seats are full.
The destination unclear.

A separation between.
Visibility on both sides.
The standoff evident.
A choice to be made.

There lies the solution.
Patience is required.
Compassion a necessity.
Grace and dignity revealed.

Clearing the wreckage.
Each side to be tended.
God is in between.
He will decide.