Iron Anvil

Jun 07, 2004 10:05

Seeped in so far as to suffocate myself
Forged for fun but formed a frightful fate
If I'd known would have avoided
But to foresee...isn't something I can do unfortunately
Life's too short to live too much in the future
For who knows how much of a future we each possess
Spend less time thinking of the divine
Instead live now, live large, live fearlessly
We each have so much that we can give
Am I shorting myself?
Is there more to me than this?
Constricted to this sealed container
Not allowed to make my own decisions
At least that's how it feels
But why's that?
It's me that smothers me.
Knowing this how am I to become free?
I can no longer breath
Guilt weighs down like an iron anvil
Gently resting on my head,
I collapse beneath its massive bulk
No use now to even sulk
I admit defeat I failed yes,
Can't we just let it rest?
A mistake of the past?
For the future has a different forecast
Next year no more, too much at risk
But can I do it?
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