.my weapon

.you are my pen
.a weapon of choice
.to seek a battle worth sharing
.words stitched together before darkness falls
.before i fail to know right from wrong
.my faith tarnished
.a mist of incomprehension
.i write a prayer of hope to remain

.please, be quiet

.jacob g
.19 .entry 0129

.when fog clouds my mind .when whispers become louder and i beat my fists to the ground .i want to remain, even if it’s the tiniest sliver of me .too much chaos up in my synaptic connection .before i become completely lost .i write to remain .a log of a good day and i am begging for the good to stay