State of mine

In bloom but my petals wither.

Cut me you’ll see I’m a bleeder.

Cried it and now I’m tryna get across this river.

Trust me I have faith,

But I’m bout to sink it like a Peter.

I’ve been keeping mum,

And now I’m bout to sing like Aretha.

Dear Lord! Dear God!

What if it’s all a lie?

What if everything ends when we die?

What if heaven’s just a state of mind?

And would I even enter in this state of mine?

Been feeling these feelings in a state of mime.

My God somehow I know I’m blind.

I’m past 20\20, please show me a sign.

Jon Lau 5th May 2022

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