Distress Signals

Good day. How's your year been?

I've been learning what to say

So many shades of gray

There is comfort in these brown walls

In this empty hall a soul releases

Though I never gave it

That much thought at all

I think up things to say and

When I pray I gain no faith

So I want to be somebody else

A feather to your felt

I am lost in the sun and

Weak in the shadows holding on…

What you thought was real

And what you wanted most

Erases like a ghost

You can't help but feel

Tied down to the shame

At the whisper of a name

I placed a secret in your palm

Whose hand will I one day hold

If I ever hold again

I have a letter marked to Abraham

There are sacrifices to be made

So many souls to save

I have a jar sealed watertight

These thoughts that keep you up at night

You just can't perceive

It's harder to believe