Head spins
As thoughts crowd in
Jumbling up the narrative
We set our sights upon
Here we rest
On the brink of nothing
Seeking something
Illusive
Can we find its name
Or did the truth of it disappear
With every single ounce of pain
We refused to feel
There is no way to change
The past
We see it through a darkening glass
As doubt and lack of presence grow
Sending up these shadows
But maybe light consists in this
Hard won revelation
We did the best we could
If only we would
Accept the simple truth
We are only human