Writing in The Dark

Sifting through the rubble,

Cluttering my mind,

Trying to find,

Some pieces I left behind.

And reminding myself,

That it's okay to cry.

It's never to late to try.

I won't deny,

I loved getting high,

But not scraping by.

Sitting here with you,

Tears fill my eyes.

As my heart tries,

To improvise.

Realize,

The true prize,

Hiding deep inside.

It's a fun ride,

I can't hide no more.

I've reached the core,

Just one more score,

I love to explore.

Stumbling over,

Rubble on the floor,

I reach for more,

Of your Love,

Your laughter,

And clean up after,

This perfect disaster,

Become The Master,

I know I AM.