a life of deadlines & to do lists
is no life i want to live
balancing dropping balancing the
weight of the world, while I
wait for the world,
and it comes, like a
tidal wave, overcoming me
pushing me, pulling me
but never, ever,
cleansing me.
running in circles
beginning forgotten, no end too far
no end too soon
day after day after day
after day
flying by like a tiger, scared
that i'm going to blink
and it's all going to fall apart.
when everything is right, how can it all feel wrong?
fragile, but mine, was it mine all along?
so blessed, so fortunate, but i want it all.
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