like walking on eggshells
worse
walking on shards of glass
broken window pane
i leaned too far out this time
afraid of every moment
terrified
that every breath
will be the one to break me open
scared
of spilling over and out
like blood on a new carpet
there's no cleaning this mess
i convince myself it's just my dreaming
but even in sleep i am awake
there is no pretending
there are some roads we simply must take
i may not like this one
i may hate this path with every ounce of meaning
every once of life i have left
but i guess that's why life is funny
it's not always about the journey
nor the destination
its not about choosing a path
not about the road less taken
it's about continuing down that road
taking each step in this dark alley
not because i want to
not because i have to
but because that's life
to keep going
to keep going
until you are you again
until i am me again
i'll keep going
i know soon
i'll find that path
that feels a little more like home
May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 8:21 PM UTC
like walking on eggshells
worse
walking on shards of glass
broken window pane
i leaned too far out this time
afraid of every moment
terrified
that every breath
will be the one to break me open
scared
of spilling over and out
like blood on a new carpet
there's no cleaning this mess
i convince myself it's just my dreaming
but even in sleep i am awake
there is no pretending
there are some roads we simply must take
i may not like this one
i may hate this path with every ounce of meaning
every once of life i have left
but i guess that's why life is funny
it's not always about the journey
nor the destination
its not about choosing a path
not about the road less taken
it's about continuing down that road
taking each step in this dark alley
not because i want to
not because i have to
but because that's life
to keep going
to keep going
until you are you again
until i am me again
i'll keep going
i know soon
i'll find that path
that feels a little more like home
