Never regretted it;
not even for a moment.
The long view essential,
for a tomorrow’s making.
Casting a glance about me,
all I can see is breaking;
even this path before me
goes to pieces slowly.
Still that will not stop me.
I have nothing,
if not
stubborn tendencies.
Break my jaw
and wire it shut;
I’ll still find a way
to spit in your face
before I walk away.
Never asked for it to be
simple.
It’s all as plain as Hell to me.
I’ve been running this thing like I mind,
but I
should have lost it long ago.
So,
why
does any of this shit
even matter
to you?
Maybe you’re afraid,
but it’s only getting
more terrifying.
Wouldn’t you
like to live for just a moment
without those voices in your head;
dragging you out,
telling you how
you’ll never be any good again?
I can’t fucking live that way.
Future before me,
breath in my lungs.
At least for now,
so I might as well run.
It was all gonna fall apart
one day,
anyway;
no matter what I think,
no matter what I say.
I’ll hold it together,
just as long as I can,
but tomorrow will be harder
and on
and on again.
HG – 2017
