Holes

Breath hitched

Got bewitched

By the black hole

That shredded my soul

I’m nowhere in sight

I lost the fight

I hate this reality

A slave to tragedy

I only exist for this pain

Burning in this sulfur rain

A squirming worm in the darkness

A woebegone among the restless

The wake too hard to make

The sight to real to fake

There’s a far quiet force

Here’s a close loud remorse

Choking on despair and bile

Fist clenching my beautiful smile

Hope beneath my scarred feet

Whips to my back on repeat

Turning, turning, round and round

Upside down, and all around

Sanity reeling

Desperately pleading

Need relieving

Faint believing

Final exhalation

Life and death exclamation

Help

Holes in His feet and hands

His compassion shows He understands

He annihilates the darkness and its demands

His sacrifice shatters every black hole

Revealing His scars that make me whole

His resurrection delivers me from sheol

Love infiltrating

Fear retreating

Peace enveloping

Strife surrendering

Light flooding in

Warmth embracing my skin

Truth igniting

Lies exploding

Breath expanding

Faceplant to standing

Fist releasing

Soul appeasing

Up is up, down is down

Lips rise high, away goes the frown

Ushering my waking

Life free for the taking

Dancing in the rain of favor

Subdued by perfect pleasure

Energy abounding

Hope resounding

All because of the holes

in His feet and hands

the holes in His feet and hands

the holes in His feet and hands