Don’t think I’ve ever been “okay”.
Feel like I’ve had to fight, every day.
Those days I couldn’t find it in me,
I could feel the waves
closing over my head
and the dark embrace below.
So far,
managed to survive here,
but survival’s a poor way to live.
Trapped in a tragic cycle,
it’s time to make a way,
some way I’ve never been.
Been a liar and a thief.
I’ve known pleasure
and I’ve known pain.
I’ve been to the edge,
more than once, I think,
and I know I’ll go back again.
One last time,
but let it be
my choice to go,
when I am free.
Set me up
in the sunset’s glow,
and let my sails be full
when it’s my time.
I’ve wasted so much of my life
battling with my shadow,
but war
is no way to live.
I think it’s time I give
the devil on my shoulder some rest.
I’ve never been my best,
but I’ve known me at my worst.
I’ve caused a lot of hurt
to people who deserved
much better than they got.
Life can’t be all regret.
There has to be some hope.
A place to rest the eye,
somewhere high and bright,
some salvation for my soul.
I already know,
and maybe that’s why it’s been hard
to keep on this old road,
knowing where it goes.
It’s time to turn this heart around.
Sometimes it will be dark.
Sometimes it will be cold.
Sometimes we have to fight.
Sometimes we have to find
someone to take control.
I guess it’s time to go.
So much left to do.
The sun will be rising soon
and there’s no time to lose.
Today will be brand new.
HG – 2021
