riding public transport
the little things you don’t realize matter so greatly
until you stop, until they’re lost
throw the breaks on
all inspiration, consider it dead and gone
this could never die
this lives inside me
you can take so much away
you can destroy a human soul
or the natural will to live
but you can never destroy the words of my creation
that forever flow through me
you cannot destroy the memories of my happiness
and of love
they mean everything
everything
finds yours before it’s too late-
before you’re dead and gone .