Get out of here.
Run
out of your own
pathetic humdrum.
Go.
Don’t ever look back.
Everything you’re leaving here
is meant to stay.
Get out on the blue/green ocean.
Lit off in to the big, blue sky.
I’m standing here,
arms wide open,
waiting for you to realize
that you’re alive.
Cut away those pretty ribbons,
the ones they used to tie you down.
Pick a star on the horizon
and die chasing it down.
Whatever has been,
has been
and is gone.
Whatever will be.
What will you be?
I’ve been chewing through
these straps that bind me
every day,
wondering what I will see.
And yes, I am afraid…
.. no, wait;
I’m fucking terrified.
Nothing is promised,
only the unknown.
On the path ahead of me
life is a dream
and we could wake up
at any time.
I’m setting you free.
Come and find me,
I’ll be the one
with the light in his eyes
when the whole world dies.
Don’t suffer anymore.
You’re free.
Come to me.
Come to me.
Come to me.
HG – 2017
