Meant to Be


I see the Sun,

and maybe

for the first time

in a long time,

I can breathe.


Taking this game

way too seriously.

When the fun is gone,

it’s time to move along.


What’s the point

if I can’t smile may way thought this?

Winter is always hard.

This past year seemed so much so.


Maybe I’m done with the cold?

Start looking West,

but feeling South.

Feeling the edges of my mouth

curling up,

that warm sun on my skin.


Change is coming;

time to be what I’ve never been.

Stand up


and be the man

I was meant to be.

My secret identity.



HG – 2021

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