Just a simple
regular person,
day to day business
nine to five friendships.
Plans for the weekend,
car payments, mortgage,
kids and a lover,
partner, friend
and significant other, too.
So why are you so sad?
Why do you try to see
what’s there just beyond
those nasty little indecisions
that make you question
what you’ve done,
what you’ve become?
Just a shadow of yourself,
whatever you think
that you were meant to be.
Saddled with family,
tied down by commitments.
You didn’t really think it through,
did you?
‘Cause now you’re awake
in the cold, dark hours
lusting after other humans.
Isn’t this a problem?
Now you second guess
your heart
and your ability
to stand up for yourself.
You missed out on the cocaine
nights where you would blow
whatever.
Did you think?
Whatever.
Let it go.
All your single friends
are dying on the dope.
Wouldn’t it just feel so good
to fit in with the crowd again?
Consciousness is insane,
lying awake,
wanting to fuck some other humans.
Dry your eyes,
it’s not a mistake;
after all,
you’re only human.
Give your head a shake,
bring it down again,
nevermind the pain;
it’s not supposed to go away,
it’s there to keep you sane.
A reminder that the grass
on the other side
is full of snakes.
Don’t be scared
if your mind
wanders away.
If it doesn’t come back
then it wasn’t’ meant to be.
Don’t be so stupid,
don’t be so naive,
we all want to know
other humans.
It’s safe to be you.
It’s okay to be true.
It’s okay to lie.
It’s okay to die.
It’s okay to wander.
It’s okay to wonder.
Oh, just don’t linger,
Death is a stranger.
HG – 2017
