Cremation

The crow flows deep within my soul

Shilling out the comfy blow

I’m not sure when time will stop

And yet I keep climbing to the top

I’m not sure how to dream

It may be easier than what it seems

Crazy how I’ve never thought

How insanely hard I’ve always fought

For something that I have yet to name

For a self that I’ve always maimed

For a cross I never needed to lie on

For a new dawn that I wanted to ride on

Sitting still is an uncomfortable feeling

Going, is what I am used to. Not simply being

Yet here I am, allowing and creating

My body, heart, mind, and spirit all mediating

Crazy in love with this new life brewing

Mystified and hesitant while working on “doing”

Burnt to dust, my old life no longer in tact

Forward we march, because there’s no turning back

Existence may be futile, but living is a gift

It’s just all the bullshit we need to shift

Believe in me, and I’ll lead you through

To a new life outside of the raining blue