Over the last few days
I have seemed to find ways
To reconnect with my demons,
My old friends,
They intend me no harm
And do not alarm me.
As dusk sets in,
I sit in my room,
And the gloom surrounds me.
I start
To look inside my heart,
What I can see,
Surprises me,
Alongside a poorly working pump,
And some stents,
Placed to support failing arteries,
I find a secret place,
And a face full of love,
Could that be you?
I do hope so.
The demons smile,
And for a while,
They think they will win,
But, even with a soul
Steeped in sin,
I know they will not,
For I have got all the cards,
And I shall play them in my time,
At my choice.
The dark river holds no fear
For me,
I can see the flaws
In the boatman
And, the community
That awaits me.
So know,
I shall smile,
And while I am here
I shall continue,
To shout loudly,
That is my choice.
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Owain Glyn
