Rocky Victories

At long last…
I went back home!
Sooner than I thought,
And,
I’m already aching to go back before I lose control…

Of a mind tied in a slipknot.
Of a vision fighting against wind blowing debris within it,
As I try to pick my eyes every few seconds even if they crust over with rocky memories flashing by…

Whether it be that ring I lost after so many fights over Her creed of conditional love,
Or,
Suicide,
I brush it all off and start my day over until I get it right.
Just a promise I made to myself!
And,
It will be kept against all odds even if I die trying…

Poem after poem,
After poem for the demons who surround me as I press on forward.
Grounded,
Striking while the iron’s hot even as I blow clouds like lightning and let God write the foreword,
To a story I’ve brought to life by dancing with my skeletons in front of such a lonely past I foremost!
Buried before my silly symphonies of drinks and a bunch of mid-weed devolve me from a courser I became…
Moving swiftly through this concrete jungle regardless of all the pain…