jaybeasley2

one hour was all it took
to figure out the steps
that must be taken to be
happy in a hundred days
and it becomes a very specific method to aim for when…
the present situation is becoming far too much
to handle and when each new occasion
reminds of where the final goal has often rested besides
yet being aware of the end result when each next
step is attained and try not to do anything halfway
but if you work hard enough and get there
then every day will be like your birthday
and then if you keep that in mind it makes ambition easier
to find and if you let yourself get distracted
just come back to it

introduced to a brand new fear and
didn’t ever know that it could be there before,
effort given now has a far different connotation,
added to the previously obsessed over, the
situation currently at hand,
symphonic undertones of implied indifference,
talking to nobody at all but
your self is playing both sides of the conversation,
like suggesting taking a cute picture with a large sharp blade,
every day is torture when you hurt this way,
should I perish I will still go away smiling,
had a great time when I was here, didn’t I,
even made a few friends and had a few parties,
empathy helped me as much as it hurt me,
this is my song of destiny

My

girlfriend

has

the

attention

span

of

a

toddler.

Heart

of

a

lion.

Soul

of

a

fire

breathing

death

dealing

dragon.

Mind

of

a

teenager…