Pushing crumbs together
A lame attempt to make a pie
A couple of potential moments
Placing a few feel good bricks together
Creating a stair way out of a haunted pit
I thought the ground was solid
I thought the words were true
Crumbling under the weight of my dreams & desires
Cursing the Alluring Light
A mirage in the Desert of darkness
Choking on tears that never run
Falling deeper into the pit
Showered in a sea of broken bricks
Empty promises
I have built those stairs countless times before.
Allow my vision to be blocked
A coffin to rest in

(C) Jack Roman