Broken Man

A full head of steam;

hit the wall

and walked away clean.

It’s probably

more than I deserve.

I’ve spent the better part

learning how to serve

my many masters.

Now, I have learned

that I was wrong.

The carrot and the stick

were in my hand all along,

and I invented

my own accusers.

I fell for

my own excuses.

Deceived myself,

oh, so easily.

After all I’ve been through,

I guess I have to stop

lying to me,


Feeling like I’m always

the last to know,

but I can make it on my own.

Time to get some blood

from this stone.

Get it together.


HG – 2019


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