How to harbor a bay with no moon?
To navigate without light.

What it takes to bleed frost?
Cling to who you aren’t.

Test bullets with hate until empty.
What it takes to roam sullen hills
To move slow, weighed down by punish and neglect.

What it takes to rise slowly
Run and chase something already there.

Hiding, waiting for anger’s mist to burn away.

How it feels when Sun cries.
Leaves your eyes swollen and full of sting.

When a friend believes in you again.
Invites you to live somewhere clean
After dying in drug induced streets.

What it takes to live with words
That cut your life,
To turn them over year after year
Watching them take you away from Paradise.

What it means to silence lies?

Pull out nails that don’t belong
Or got hammered in wrong
It requires lots of work.
Takes courage and a willingness to step out
Into air,
Not knowing
Whether or not anything will catch you.

What it means to return to love?

To endure
What almost killed YOU.