Nor Ever Will Seem Be

A construct of such fleeting integrity most ways The life I’ve lived within these recent days Beyond my measure I’ve been trying my time Striving the life I long of sublime I’ve reached too far, beyond my grasp Out into thin air disregard of my past Why did I think I could light up tomorrow When never before could I envision the morrow Holding myself the esteem I’ve long sought Believing the life I can see I could wrought Ever the liar to myself always grandest And dragging down with me those whom I’m in hand with Existence continued above that I’m able Battling above, around and below my life’s table Convincing inside myself I can win All the while knowing my blood flows too thin Why did I reach for and grasp that I can’t hold Ignoring those days which long ago I unfold I tell of myself that I can lift to the light And walk in the path which shows others right That which not I am nor ever will seem be What I strive and I long for at last shown not me My hose of cards falling ever faster now I’ve not the speed to rebuild the art – how? I’ve been plugging the leaks of the dike of my life Moving faster and faster to pretend I can right Now the water is consuming with a rapidity I can’t match And the tide beyond rising to smash that which lasts