An Attempt

I swallow thorns with my morning tea
And pray to a blind moon that does not know me

My hands have always held fast
To a potency of thought that cannot last
Discouragement bent my stalwart spine
I toe a broken bleeding line
Limitations demand the line was blurred

Losing footing, this course deterred
Spilled lifeblood on the altar of dreams
The white cells colored scarlet creams
Once hope loosened the grip of chain
I fell to the primal dark again

Felt safe there, cowered under Mother Madness' wings
So light couldnt reach its golden strings
To tether me above the waiting maw
Cooing questions of what I saw

Poised before destructions eyes
Collecting truths in fearful lies
No spirit reached out soothe the heat
Scorching me at chaos' feet

They watched the macabre scene
Eyeing flesh with gaze obscene
Then tempest calmed for cooler heads
I screamed the ecstacy of pain-filled spreads
Opened eyes to life's comepleted grasp
Trapped once more by a faulty clasp

I swallow thorns with my morning tea
And pray to a blind moon that does not know me
This will not be my final breath
But still i wait for the love of Death