Sunday, September 21, 2014

Naked 9/21/14

I've gotten so good 
At doing the wrong thing
Choosing the wrong path
That I wonder now
If I'm ever going to
Truly fit
Truly adhere
To the right 

I think about you 
Sometimes when I'm 
Feeling morose 
And I wonder
How you sleep
At night
Wrapped up tight
In your solitude
Like a blanket

I'm getting tired
Of always looking at
What I've lost
So damn sick of 
The pity party
I've wallowed in 
That I believe 
It's time now
To look only at what 
I have gained
And what I am going to 
Now that I've 
Cast off your blanket
And walked 
Into the light...

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