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How does one survive the brink of madness?

Seems impossible to describe my throes

I can touch God

but as quick as the rug is pulled form feet and the wool from my eyes

I am worthy of nothing, an “it” to despise

Longing to rid this disguise

TerrifiedĀ no one will oblige

The double edge sword we all parade

The bed we’ve made

Too comfortable to escape

Trapped by delusions

My gut aches

Conditioned to swallow the pill

my voice, a diminished 7th, shrills

I betray myself convinced I am serving

I wage a war against the pacifist in me

Knowing acceptance is half the battle

I leap…

Mesmerized by faith

Cradled in waves

I surrender,



~compassiondw 5/20/16







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