OH MY

I stay up late

to finish my six

packing my bags

recalling a decade

upset by the fact

you're there

I need help

when you're not here

Oh goodness

oh my

I want you more

then you need I

I might need help

to decipher

what I do

and what is wrong

what could be right

and what should be written

oh my god

oh my mind

it fails me

guide me light

Blind from

my weakness

my faults

my desires

and logic

my failure

provides

medicine

to soldiers

strong enough

for all the weathers

　

BY: GENE WOLSKE