I Slowly Drown

 A distant vision
of an upcoming transition
Into a new position
within tradition & superstition.
Images telling lies
about unwise allies
That tend to surmise
and sensationalize
what it personifies.
Voices chattering
unflattering blatherings
so untrue
Never answering if an enamoring
is real or a doddering.
It's all coming at me so fast
and I feel so lambaste
Just an outcast
headed for a downcast that's vast.
I hear the voice of reason
as my mind weakens
Losing sight of God's beacon
and committing treason.
A knowledge of something more
that can restore
What was lost before
and end what I now deplore. 
Distant visions
and false images clouding decisions
With precision
as lying voices
distort my choices. 
I am beyond lost
and wonder if I can be found.
Daily I pay the cost
as I'm ripped asunder & I slowly drown.