The Righteous Mans Lament

How human it is 
to crave something Death can touch 
With her bony hands,

And carve out this new
Lifeless space that leaves your heart
With cigarette burns 

And a chronic ache.
You’ll choke on the salty sobs,
And drink yourself to

Sleep every lonesome
Night because his words changed you,
And you will never

Be the same again.
You’ll never get the chance to
Thank him for saving

Your tarnished soul- the
Forever loathing Righteous 
Man- for the last time.