Find your love
Find your peace
Find it even
away from me.
Oh, my God,
Please, may it not wreck me.
It threatens to sink whatever is left
into this black hole of reverie.
These insides are
a compulsion of a burst of sky
rock and debris and pain,
the wreckage behind my eyes.
I cannot even explain why,
I'm a rocket that cannot fly.
On my knees to the One
who can fix my soul
and the damage to my heart
when I let this go.
Let it please not make me lose
the bits that make me whole.
And the only parts that let the sunshine
in, when I feel alone.
I tell you, leave.
Do what you need,
even when it's far, far
away from me.
And the pool here
before my feet,
will run off into this very street
to cycle and come back for free
in a cleansing rain, renewed again,
above my head, soaking me
putting out this bomb that threatens to detonate me.
Maybe it will feel something like relief.
-aq
