Go Ahead - Can I Cast More Light? Poem by M. A Heathcote

My heart has been bankrupt for many days,
Many months, to the point I've lost count.
And yet now I lean on faith and not hope,
Sometimes more on one than the other.

But between these two, I -pivotal swing.
Pitying my life and questioning daily
Why do I continue to loot my soul
Of its future treasure? Why do I yo-yo?

Feeling unworthy and good, and the next
An empty vessel making nonsense noises
Anxiety is a constant companion.
It is a serpent coiling around my torso.

Crushing my heart, poisoning my dignity,
I have felt penniless inside, but a hunger
converses with the shadows around me.
And I say, go ahead - can I cast more light?