Month: September 2019

I am a dud
I am a clunk
I am a downer
A kerplunker
A drip
And a slip
I am nothing special
At least that’s what they say
Others say nay!
It

I wish this
I wish that
I wish I could control the past

Looking at now
Looking at then
I’d change myself last

This lesson here
This lesson there
Personal growth never

Relying on a safety net
Is a rather precarious bet
On relying what you see
Assuming it will always be

Risks should be taken
While the nets are still

The past was such a blur
Forgetting things that were
There’s pieces here
There’s pieces there
Of me throwing knives everywhere
Throwing at neighborhood kids
At such a young age
Unknowing

We are your breath
We keep you alive
We keep you cool
We steal your warmth
We will give
We will take
You will give
You create warmth
You sweat
You bleed
Your breath