THROW YOU A LINE

I record thoughts that are beautiful

painful, useful 

hoping to flush out the truth 

and cleanse myself 

hoping my pain will heal many 

and the oceans I cried weren't in vain
Nor my suffering 

nor the chains 

could it be possible 

Then when you read my lines 

they become a bridge 

reaching through space and mind

That we can meet each other on

Reason and hold hands

And just know

That we struggle not alone

I hope if ever you're drowning 

I can throw you a line in 

To pull you back from deaths jaws

Or maybe you'll find enlightening

If by chance I penned the right thing

At the right time

I can be the catalyst 

to free your mind 

When you sit on the lonely park bench to read me 

my words will flow freely

like freshwater cleansing your soul 

I record my words

and send them out like gift baskets 

my task is to provoke healing in a sick situation 

with no ceiling 

 to stop them from stealing our very soul...