Something I should have done a long time ago
Just kept it hanging over
Somewhere I never went but wanted to go
Out into the open
It was a long year & I wasted it
Now each breath's getting shorter
Get it over with, but I'm not convinced
It will rub my shoulders
Nothing I could have said, my mouth wouldn't move
The words entered my head
Frozen in place like a monument to silent death
Then I'd wake up from a dream of true love & filter it
A far away look like a suspect, nervous in a line up
Stuck in slow–motion until this is through
& it's kill or be killed
I'm facing up to it with nothing to lose
The decision made itself
:0)
Sincerely,
B N
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Outside force, life ends; If broken by inside force, life begins. |
