I swear,
I had the words.
I kept them as a memory
that escapes me now.
Like catching thin, gossamer threads;
they break into incomprehensible strands,
that drift down
and melt into the Earth.
I guess is wasn’t guaranteed to be easy;
hell,
nothing worth doing ever is,
but can you blame me,
if I just sit back
and beg the sky
to hold off the dawn
for just a few more hours,
so I can get my shit together?
It’ll all be OK.
It’s as easy as pausing the universe;
that’s all I need.
Then I could catch up
on all these things
that are coming at me,
like bullets in an ambush.
That’s what life is sometimes;
a surprise attack.
Wave after wave of enemies
overrunning your defenses
and you fight as hard as you can;
knowing in the end,
that you’re just going to die,
one way,
or another.
So I’m looking around now,
pretty hard,
to find the button
and pause the universe
just for a little while.
Stop stars from imploding,
stop planets from colliding,
stop my loved ones from dying,
just long enough
for me to collect myself.
I’m not big on accepting my fate
and I know,
“What cannot be changed,
must be endured.”
Just let me slow it all down
to a crawl for a few hours
and I’m sure
that that is all I’ll need,
before I’m ready to face the enemy again.
HG – 2017
