godspeed, you pretty thing
you lonely and disappointed boy
neverland spat you back out
when you wished for ripe 23 to stay
no more, no more, no more!
your chants echoed in the halls of your castle
the stone chambers where you cowered from fate
crumbling around you
but when the sky opened up above you
you took it into yourself
and you breathed the cool air into your lungs
and you drank the crisp rain into your stomach
and you smelled the scent of the distant future
and you hungered.

where are you now?
did the mountain wind howl in your ears
to convince you that life was more than
the space between a mattress and a blanket
or maybe the tides crashed a little too loudly
on the shore where you walk
and perhaps the water caressing your ankles
made you weep deeply
and throw yourself into the sea
into the ever changing and ever moving water
perhaps you realized a thing or two
and you saw your own blossoming potential
and you found what it meant to be proud
and you chased down your future
and you banished the fear of time from your heart

the door is off its hinges, your derelict castle is no more
gone are the days when you could not meet fate’s eye
today is the day you look destiny in the face
and you plant yourself where you stand
and you say
“i will have you as i like,
and you. you will obey.”