you haven’t sent me signs and vibes of love
for years and years of hopefulness
but I must be honest
have I sent you any beyond superficial attempts?
so have you all along
known what I wasn’t prepared to grasp?
have you endured a hopelessness
that fed on my hopes?
was all the beating and shouting
an outcry of suppressed emotions?
there are many hells in the here and now
hellfire is kindled by fears and weakness
great star of the west
shine your light
to guide us out of this mess