i woke up in mid-afternoon cuz that's when it all hurts the most

i want to breathe in and out
and feel Him around me, inside me
filling my spirit without hesitation
sometimes i feel that each is to his own
without greed we must respect them
giving up my stream of somewhat diluted conciousness
to something Greater than myself or anyone
He is the Greater

she works tirelessly
i wish i had her strength
i can't talk about these things without her worried gaze upon me
but i have stopped worrying
about anything
the Greater will provide

felt without her life is nothing
now a need to be relieved
clinging to my screaming captive
utterly peaceful without
tormented but mindful
of the Greater
he wants to go There when there is no where else
where He is
wonders if the others will be waiting
how many? who?
it is yet to see
will he go There? or somewhere eLSE? or
sleep forever
brandishes the Sword with hesitation from the eLSE-where
do =I enjoy the Pain?
?
the Sword brings the Opiate
i am Drugged, but goodly
the wORLD is temporary
the lIES consume, the Sword wavers
what will become of him?
is he Reserved or rESERVED
he doubts his own mind
doubting his doubting
the rational has no place There

he is tired
....
I am tired