yesterday’s misery sits at the bottom
of a stomach which still hasn’t eaten since last night
holding onto anger’s rock, it needs grinding
broken down, like the family tearing love into pieces
constantly a guilt of simply existing, jumping a day’s hurdle
the next one just gets taller
the people in front of you, they run faster
strap on your best shoes, a simple tie, a suite made for a king
compete for a spot on this earth
being alive just doesn’t cut it anymore
winning the lottery to be rich?
no, it’s for being comfortable, luxurious peace of mind
separation from the ordinary, things are solved
a mindset we’ve wrapped in this smoke, watch it float away
possessions possessing us
fighting in a war, undrafted, with not a gun
with sweat and labor, shuffling among our fellow man
making ends meet? -wrong, meeting our end
life the target, aligned down our site one finger on the trigger
bruises always heal, blood returns to where it came from
or? are there curves in the road, waiting within ticking clocks
things start fading, a setting sun
they don’t come back the same way they went down
shuffle the cards one more time, maybe you’ll get a better hand
just like a candle’s flame wishes there was more wax
you see the end, but how bad do you want it to get here
open life’s handbook
scroll through the table of contents
walking, talking, you lose a tooth, a first kiss, driving, obeying laws, graduation, marriage, kids - they look like you, expenses are paid
how odd, death doesn’t have a page number
if only there was a hand to hold
you wouldn’t be so tempted to give the world the finger
here’s a bullet, heavy with “at least you tried”
don’t let it all hit your mind, it might leave a scar
