sorry sweetheart

if the universe is a friendly place
i am a lover of what is
these parallel lives
the war inside
looking for help
looking for solutions
looking for rest
looking for love
to obliterate all this bullshit
if when but
there is always an excuse
a justification
sit in stillness
cultivate silence
take off the gloves
say sorry to the sky
sorry sweetheart
sorry life
i never knew what trust meant
i wanted to suffer
because it made me feel alive
get back, get in
do the work
look with starving ears
for the voices of gods
dancing in heaven
waiting for something or someone
to give me the keys to the kingdom
sorry sweetheart
i didn’t know it could be like this
you in the mirror
the love of your life
the love of life itself
get married have babies build houses
with god as eternal way
voiceless voice
heartless heart
godless saint
it’s not about being in a cult
it’s a matter of which cult you wanna belong to
it’s all beliefs surrounded by fairy dust
can you not see them love child?
as jesus said
fox have foxholes
birds have nests
but son of god has no place to rest
we are just big babies
with fancy phones
looking for mommy and daddy
in failed romances
even after they are long gone