The Road To Hell And Healing Poem by Simon Collins

Sometimes I cross that line
In my mind
that seems fine
but to you
it is a road to hell
intending to offend
you yell
there's malice in my chalice
but drink my blood
and I'll explain my pain
sweetness truly tasted
needs bitter experience
so hence this dense
thickened verse
that chokes the throat
and calls the hearse
to thoughts of
mums and dads
and picket fences
but through the haze
and looking far
away to stars and light
I will feel and kneel
before great love
and love will heal
the universe
in all of us
tonight