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Rippled holes
I am about to live most uncomfortably,
undeniably under the grime,
so low on my knees!
Oh, the things we must do to survive,
I will revive,
never despise the man I am
or who I must become.
Some day the value will rise,
some how the honest truth will surprise,
screaming for now,
not going to beg for comfort,
never going to grovel,
can't kiss that fucking ring!
Sorting through my things,
realizing I live with stuff I do not need,
taking for granted the most simplistic of things!
All I need is my hope,
must never feel incomplete,
fear is real,
pecking at my brain,
that fear will set me free!
