We're All Running out of Life

A continuation of Mine and Stefon Napier's "We're all Running out of" series.

Am I the nocturnal friend

at the edge of the beginning

just before my end?

Do I stare onto the horizon

in the haze of cheap perfume

as love for love's sake passes blind

and the world itself just moves on by

in currents of heartache, angst, and cliche

finds a better path rather than stay in place.

Am I the wind that's underneath her wing

or am I the anchor weighing down her feet?

Am I the sickness captivating my lungs

and tearing at my eyelids 

leaving me ravaged in its wake

we're all running out of life

and if that weren't enough

there is more at stake

than the healthiness of a life

that is on the verge of breaking

because the world around us is rising

and falling and God's name itself seems to 

be falling into obscurity

or is used to argue against life as its meant to be lived.

We're running out of life

because what we lack is faith

and what we lack in faith

we make up in addiction

and I find myself sitting here wondering

what does it take to regain life

when life seems to be breaking?

Reviews

[Jamestown]

Wonderful piece of work, I agree completely with the end nearing and the lack
of faith, I pray hard for these whom don't grasp faith and the fear of God, thanks for sharing
and be blessed, PTL!

[Devin Mitchell Durbin]

Thanks for taking the time to read it. Pray for the best of days for you to friend!