The Day I Forget There’s A Battle
The day I forget there’s a battle
is a day I lose
No, I do not need to fight
But I cannot deny what is right in front of me
Though I do, with the sureness of logic
Blind sight filling in the gaps
and erasing that which does not fit
Checked out eyes glazed in attention
To the something which is nothing
I do not stop, I just keep going
Acting without seeing
Doing without being
I am addicted, I tell myself
Another story to amuse, explain, excuse
Anything but settling down
into truth
Help me to see
By grace and through love
I am so close
to already being here