in gray skies I'm here standing   your written prose I see reflecting   stay awhile & I will talk about my weathering.     i will reminisce about the hopes I have experienced   how i wish I'd known what I'd been up against,   were my beliefs so high they justified my martyring?     friends failed yesterday, no hero's ever found,   the greatest battle i ever fought was on the inside of myself.   is beauty still worthwhile.     tripping up on broken shoes,   i wandered through monotony   held so close to what I thought, could keep me floating.   ask if I believed.     i trusted in myself those years,   muse of art inside my ears,   you can't cave in to your fears   this is worth more than your tears.     ch