stabbing ghosts again

starting off ready to make a choice
taking a moment to clarify and verify
as i slowly lose my mind once more
below the window are my favorite shoes
beside the shirt i was tortured and suffered for
in every moment i held on to last until
not one more day could i stand it
get my life all back together again
got my fire and treasure every day
having no more excuses to avoid progressing
often i used to dream about a life like this
showing my true self more and more and more
then i can’t cover up the windows anymore
some of my favorite books were given away
after this year nothing is guaranteed
getting older never really slowed me down
across the years and across the miles i learned much
inside this sphere of yours the world isn’t so clear
nobody gets it all unless they are willing to give it all
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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