I’m the one you blame, for every fall and break,
A shadow to carry, the waves I didn’t make.
They say walk on water, but I can’t find the shore,
And the tide pulls deeper than it ever did before.
The sea’s a mirror, reflecting all that I lack,
A weight that drowns, a sky turned black.
Part the waves, hold back the tide?
Sometimes I’m just fighting to survive inside.
This is the Divine Comedy, a role I never chose,
Dancing with giants, in their heavy shadows.
Expected to rise, when I can barely breathe,
Lost in the depths, no surface to see.
In the crushing black oblivion, I find myself alone,
In the comedy of the divine, I am the unknown.
They talk of miracles, they talk of grace,
But they never see the...