A is B is C

A poem about the complexity of Life's simple truth.

a is b is c
but me
I can't decide if that
should be
the reason why I can't
explain the world to you
in letters round
and letters straight
the sound of which will move the gate
and once more,
I'm lost
in misery, in hate
confusion fuels the fire
for fear
but I am here
and nothing can go wrong when
I am here.
so fear me,
dare me to do the impossible
when words flow out of my mouth without stopping
or slowing down
the showdown between my heart and head
is won by the great I AM
nothing, worthless, despicable,
but in His sight
He sees the light shining from His Son
and I can speak again
those words I need to.