did you answer
when I begged
for you to be clear
Instead of clarity
Life just went faster
and hammer blow
after hammer
kept the fear
of unanswered prayers
driving me to madness
lucid thoughts lost
madness approaching
life has such a high cost
it is as though
I enjoy the insanity
but I instead
I should be dead or
tossed to the ocean
of sorrow
and join
the unwashed
so many times
I have fallen
clarity not
I am left to rot
in my cave
of insularity
waves crashing
upon me
