Were the world mine, Demetrius being bated,
I would surrender the fight, because I would have made it.
The thing is, however, Demetrius’ been bated,
But the world is not mine, thus, I have not made it.
I’m in a sea of a million pains and I’m trying to keep my head above water – trying not to drown. Occasionally, I give up and I sink for a little bit. When I look up though the blacked currents I see a light and I decide again to go for it. But each time I give up and try again I am weaker and weaker. My only fear is that I won’t make it back to safe land before I lose all of my energy, all of my strength, all of my hope.
I’ll keep trying – for now.
A little life
Blooming inside of me
A fast little heartbeat
You are a part of me
Little hands, legs and feet
I reach up and out into the darkness, the nothingness and I pull it toward me.
I am laid out on my back and then it’s 9’oclock in the morning.
The nothingness, I grip tight in the palm of my fists,
I kiss it, my fists; I make a wish. A wish I will share with the rest of the world
Because I pull it onto my face and it becomes my glow.
I will not try to hide it, not try to subdue.
Nothingness it may be, but it is newfound life to me.
And although they may say it’s another craze, another episode,
I will take my nothingness, my newfound life, my glow
And to all of the world I will let it showshowshow.
And everything about me is all about you.
It was good.
We had drinks;chatted about our history and our future.
Then, we ordered Chinese.