Feeling a True High

Alive in my weakness,

And drinking spiritual fire.

The pain for a moment:

Then my mind flying higher.

When a lot cast in doubt

Could not answer my query

And the demonic chains

Rose up sky-bound to snare me.

Then smoke, caught in whiplash

Was the steam of my hoping.

And an extinguished fire

Was no method of coping.

I fell into Hades

As I fell into sin.

And Lucifer bound me

And then he kicked me again.

I looked for a window.

But my eyes were shut tight.

And fearing the darkness,

I retreated from light.

To keep me from drowning

I traveled in sinking ships

While dancing with Hectate

On the river Styx

Confusion was spinning

My toilet bowel of a life

A sad song of discord

In the key of strife.

I looked to the darkness

I believed all the lies.

A kick to the stomach

Made me open my eyes.

I looked and I saw that

All the darkness was unreal

And it was by my choice

That there was pain I could feel.

But I knew I was weak

And susceptible to

The blackness that took me

And denied what is true.

Alive in this weakness,

I drank spiritual fire.

There’s pain for a moment

Then I flew much higher.