New Religion

Standing back in this place I have been here before
Me needing more
Than you can give.
I retrace
Ginger steps careful not to disturb
The new company kept
The reality swept
Under to defer to this new god you serve
I tiptoe around my feelings like broken glass
Smoking cigarettes
To help me forget
This too shall also pass

I’m still standing
Standing on false promises too weak To hold my body
My prayers uplifting
Faith shifting me
Upward bound
With bowed down head
I weep
Noting that my salvation stands
Hands outstretched and waiting
For me to acknowledge
My new God

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