Abraham John Jaggernauth Poems

Searching amidst, the sea of depths
The waves are crashing, under-swept
For today, another one has gone
Under, under, asunder beyond
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'Fading Grey; what I thought would last has faded away. The last of what remains is but grey and fading. Stale, Waste, Disdain is all that remains. I can't remain with this in Me, I can't stay this way; 'Get Away! '. My hate rages for a Final Wave, of this disgrace to dissipate, and fade; Fade Away! '


4/14/15
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Lost in this sea of sadness, the patterns never seem to change.
The waves continue to crash over me, and leave me in dismay.

I have been adrift, for what has seemed, for many months or even years.
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Cascading dreams float across your mind like lazy clouds making haste.
A heart's life worn and waned, but never a waste.
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The greatest delight, my heart's a'light.
That shine and shine, and makes more bright.
Beautiful bright and brightly nice,
This light that shines, brightens my night.
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Take Me aside and show Me your life?
This life that's alive and not a lie;
Will you show Me the life inside.
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When you're past the point of no return, the feelings can be somewhat alone.
Alone by yourself, is all you can hear; thoughts that speak louder than everything else.
Why alone, when the no return should be good and not bad; that's how I feel, why this way.
I venture to understand the confusion of this, but nothing comes just same feelings a'miss.
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'Sailing past the shore of regret, I'm met with waves of forgiveness in set.
To see them come bow before, this boat of love and move me more.
To this way and that, forgiveness can be tough like a ring-side match,
But once aligned and set in mind, the oars do the working and the waves behind.
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There's only so much one can take before they break.
Sometimes a crack, sometimes, just the whole thing's collapsed.
This thing that's within; why does it make me feel like this.
This struggle to claim what is mine, while all along in vain.
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This mess inside that burns my life, that makes me run and want to hide.
But I can't hide, no I won't lie; I will stay here, I will reside.
This thing won't die, this thing steals life; this thing I hate and will sacrifice.
I need new life, not the same old lie; I need new life, to make me right.
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