This doesn’t seem right
This blessed cup of life
Wanting more
More for me and me alone
Even with all the goodness shown
I have been hurt
What’s new?
Steward my own demise
Filled with aching lies
For me and me alone
I know God is good
He loves me like He should
But loving Him
Would show vulnerability
And I would have to show more availability
I just want to be by myself
Don’t you know?
I know I can be trusted
Because my hand hasn’t busted
But who knows when a Joker will show up
The Joker, I know him
When the party is over and lights go dim
I see him in my hand
I created this mess
I wish I had more time to prove that I am honest
The JOKER is alive
Am I the Joker?
Or does he live below the Earth?
(C) Carly Wiggins 2016
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