It Won’t Feel Lofty

When your world crumbles.
When your mind is full of demons.
When your heart is strangling,
and even your tears hold back
from giving you what you need.
When the horse plunges
and the cliff is so high.
When the punishing voice
fills the air with mocking laughter.

Lie there,
broken.
After a lifetime,
listen for a different voice.
One that can accept an end.
Let your eyes be crusted.
Let the dirt be in your mouth.
But listen for the new voice,
for the sound of surrender.

It won’t feel lofty.
It will be a begging sound.
Something botched.
An ending
of what you dreamed.
Lie broken, and listen.
Maybe you will die.
And just maybe,
you will find your way.

©Susa Silvermarie 2022