song to a voyage

placing your hand on the calender
to represent the change
which must have been there the
whole time but avoided like a hawk in the
meantime and always out there waiting with
a goal and a dream and nobody really
gets to hear you sing you just keep on
being tough and caring a whole bunch
and maybe even way too much but who
will be there for you when everything
crumbles and you fall through as if it
was more of a risk than you ever thought
because even a flower can be unwanted and
even chocolate can be poison
no matter what happens keep fighting on
with will so headstrong and nobody can
stop you when you know what you want
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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