Monday, January 25, 2021



I was playing with matches

When the house burned down.

I was holding my breath

When I passed out cold.

I was saving for a necklace

That had already been sold.

I was talking some shit

When someone split my lip.

I was clutching you tight

When you slipped from my grip.

I was walking on thin ice

When my world cracked

And I nearly drowned to death.

But you can’t lock down and hide,

Watch TV all night, slowly die inside.

Life must be lived, a step at a time,

A forward flinging into the blind.

This is the element of risk.


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