Saturday, 7 May 2016


There’s nothing standing in my way
I remind myself of this
The price has already been paid
 But it is always hit or miss.

I open my eyes and look around
This bright and shiny room
I am careful not to make a sound
It is as quiet as a tomb

Moving along and looking ahead
Haunted by the past
I dreamt that I was cut and bled
I need to make this moment last.

Anxious to not waste my time
I get in my car and drive
Sometimes a song will make me cry
I’ve never felt so alive.