In Time

 

I am fettered
as Prometheus
to a mountain
of the past
My sobriety
or the chance of it
a spider web
gossamer
It cannot
hold me
Only surrender can
put up a fight
and at times
I haven't got it
in me
I pray for pain
for weakness
to live in his strength
To live
and cease to run
riot
to live and to die
a better man