Losing Faith

Feeling inadequate Succumbing to expensive habits, My intentions are immaculate But my love switches gear like a driver cycling through standard shifts, I am with doubt That I will be able to solve this *****, I’ve thoroughly searched through endless pages of consultation Coming up empty Praying, that help is on its way before my soul drifts and the world would then lose another precious gift, I would have loved to possess a more meaningful kiss, This was, after all - my timeless wish. Whether it be friendship or sinking another’s battleship Engaging in heterosexual relations Or just working out some family biz, My energy is fizzing out in establishing what a good person is, I feel polluted like sabotaged waters and its many infected fish, A batter who anticipated a curveball but still swung and missed, My mind is thicker than any mist I have unapologetically forgotten my roots Dementiating where I came from, and what a good person is.