going ’round again

It’s just another day
another year
another loop around the sun
the entropy advances ever further and onward
closing in a little closer to the inevitable end
the void surrounding, waiting for the moment
(with that much less time left to wait)
the meaning to it all has faded
much like a picture over time
an endless march to an unknown point
where it all just disappears
stuck spinning in an ever-present loop
dizzy from another trip
I never asked to take
but here I am
already going ’round again

Belong

Even when I think there’s nothing

left you find a way to drain

another drop of blood

No stone unturned

no box unopened

no corner left untouched as you keep digging

for more that you expect me

to just give up, hand over

and still have enough to carry on

but I don’t have it left I’m scarred and broken

I’m not sure I ever had it

but I’ve always done what I can

and now that I can’t do as much

the expectations set so high

I can’t even see the horizon anymore

and I feel as though I’m drowning

but what I really am is bleeding out

and there goes my last drop

right through your fingers into the dirt

where I belong…

Let Go

I’m hanging off the edge of the world

and all those around me are screaming

and yelling

and stepping on my fingers

and I’m not sure if it matters

whether their feet are falling where they may on purpose

or if they’re just blind to the weakening grasp

of my digits below them

no one can hear me cry out

as they whoop and cheer

and set fire to the world

and I’m not sure how long I can hang on

panic sets in as I twist and stretch

every muscle in my body struggling to climb

back up to solid ground

but there’s no room for me there anymore

amongst the crowd that has gathered

to celebrate the end of everything

as if it were some bright new beginning

the fire grows higher

the gloom grows thicker

and I might as well just

let go