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I'm not looking for confusion nor absolution

I'm not looking for treason as a realistic reason

I'm merely looking for a journey's path from this

nullified night's needy darkness

a blessing placed upon my broken spirit

enabling me to come full circle in this guess

not much has recently come down that dusty pike

so far

no shoulder of comfort in sight for me to use

I'm still batting a thousand

just looking for the north star

I'm sure heaven is looking down upon my miserable self

and likely laughing its sweet head off

my optimism is lost like rain drops in a farm yard

trough

It's difficult to pin point a time when I felt a lot

worse than this

yet, you'd think a feeling that deep would seem quite

hard to miss

but I have somehow

lost my true self

that is up until now

I finally found myself hiding in the basement of my soul

walking in a circle never realizing my role

everything I lost was only things I long ago stole

but now that is over for I am back to the original me

and once again I am whole

thank you,

for this truly did help in a small yet important way

words are only words until someone special reads them

and realizes the full potential of what I wanted to

say............

( written Oct 14,1992 am)