Next to Me

I called him

and asked the question

" Who should stand beside me?"

His authority in my life is

he is me

He is the me that

I have not allowed out

When I asked

He was silent

And he allowed me to wallow in it

Cause he knows why I ask

He is me

I sit in silence

and wait

for an answer

a sign

and spit ball

anything that will

tell me

what I need to know

I know he will answer

because he is me

He is the breath of me

the life of me

and he never leaves me nor...

"what was that?

"...."

"oh!"

"Well I guess that explains it all"

I called him and asked

"Who is to stand beside me?"

and the answer I received was

nearer my breath than breathing

It was hanging over my head

waiting to anoint me

The answer was right there next to me..

And I still don't have the heart to see it.