THISISJOHN

its staring down the barrel
and not pulling the trigger
taking everything inside of me
that is dead, ugly, evil
and washing it all away
its my lighthouse when
the pain in my chest
my Siren's song
lulls me to crash
into the jagged rocks below
its my second chance
to do everything right
when so many times
I have fucked myself over
its knowing that what is
greater than myself
will keep me alive
when I have let go
of the rope