Forgive Me My Mistakes

Life, at its darkest

Like black rage and pent up loss

Can seem like the impossible

Failure

And loss

The careless hold reign in a

World of abomination

Cracked ceilings and headaches

And a beaten body

But smile

Shit

I mean

Every once in a while

You’ll have a moment of completion

Every once in a while

You’ll hit that perfect moment of music

Don’t spoil that with the obvious

Don’t know

Feel

Duty is a joke, really

Compared to a sip of hot tea

Strings on a violin mean more than your mortgage

And by God

When pregnant with ideas

Or aborted in your foolishness

The E chord sounds the same

I like the 49.99 price tag on my guitar

And the blanket around my shoulders

I will miss this agony when it is over

And these are the best days of my life

These are the days I will write wistful poems to

These are the days when I was young and naïve

And crying about the things I will one day miss

These are the days when my hair grew long

My optimism grew short

But my time stretched before my like hope life infinite

And when the strings come in again

I’ll be a little duller

So silent

Silent you

There are tender things afoot