Crawl

 

No straight line

between

my backrooms

and the world of your

dreams.

It’s a maze

of alleyways

through which

I have to crawl

down

on my knees.

 

But I’ll stain those knees

with the grime and dirt,

I’ll claw my way through

time and hurt,

I’ll ruin my finest clothes

if it finds the right

way to your mind.

For only there

would it feel like

eternal sunshine.

 

My cross to bear,

my heart to wear.

My love to bare.

I’ll walk for miles

on hands and knees.

And I’d tear at the skin

of my soul.

I’d feel the splinters

embedded in there,

the shards of truth

I’ve held for so long.

If it makes this

sunshine

once again flare

through the blinds,

and for my heart to sing

its lonesome ballad song

one final time.

 

Because I have

only one life to live,

and if I choose to walk

the path of least resistance,

with no obstacle course

with no pitfalls,

if I follow that path

with no rewards,

and my destiny is

just an empty room

with no tenderness,

then it was all for nothing.

When on this road

through the dirt

there is happiness,

if I just accept

that sometimes

life will hurt,

If I let my fear leave

and invite

you to shine

your light on me.