simple returning song

suprises come from where you never were,
increasing your first fears and
making each day like a tense conversation,
playing upon your anxiety like a used steel drum yet
letting the true relaxation sneak away into the sunset,
escaping like a prisoner trying to break free,
release the worry once you command your actions,
evolved past the cage you were raised in but didn’t want to be,
take the turn that fires you and inspires you
up and then don’t look back anymore,
removing the message your time arrived for and
now you know your number is up,
it will be this new age and change that fills your cup,
notes to a rhythm you wrote all in your head,
get as much done as you can before you find yourself dead

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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