Watching you fade,
watching you waver,
roll and stumble.
I can’t prevent
this collision
I see coming.
Wish I could end
your pain
and all
your suffering,
but I can’t pretend I’m a hero,
or a doctor.
I’m just barely your friend
and between you and me
I’m not all that together.
If it seems I am,
you’ve been fooled
by my outward demeanor.
Try as I might,
I can’t drag you
into the weary present.
We’re all alive,
here in the moment.
Join us at your leisure.
Letting the past
erode you.
Letting the future
confound you.
Hiding from your current
situation,
means that you miss
your chance to fix it.
Hear me out;
this is why I fucking hate
tomorrow.
Yesterday’s gone,
let it go on.
We can be
anything we want.
The past can’t define you,
or enslave you.
The future’s just something
to contend with.
All of your hopes and dreams
are now.
Right now.
Right now.
Right now.
Yesterday is gone
and fuck tomorrow.
HG – 2018
