So, this is the way?
I never would have guessed,
you know?
How do you hide
all these twists and turns
in what looks like a straight road?
I’ve asked a lot of questions
and didn’t like the answers much.
I’m the kind
you have to deceive,
because if you grab me by the ear
I’ll bite.
Maybe this is a way
of you telling me
to settle down.
Maybe this what you’ve
been showing me
my whole life
and I just kept missing it.
Hard headed
and hooked on feeling,
instead of experiencing.
Story telling
instead of living.
I’ve known for a long time
that I need to get
out of my own head,
but I’ve been scared
of going out of my mind.
These eyes need more
than the inside
of four walls.
These eyes were made
to gaze
of into infinite horizons.
These hands
were made to break the Earth
and work with all the creatures in it.
This skin was make to feel,
spring breezes,
summer rain,
and winter’s cold kiss.
These lips were made to taste
wine made of the finest grapes,
not processed, pseudo-nourishment.
I am alive
and every moment
is a victory over Death.
He will come for me,
but until he does
I am going
to celebrate the fact
that I found my way
to life
before he arrives.
HG -2021
