Well this one is a fail,
the end of the road,
there is a certain emotion prevail
when we can no longer be told,
how it is we are to run our lives,
who we know and hope directly survives
the outcome of a
decision made this way.
Did I say ruin or destroy,
well that reminds me
of a time I did once employ
a certain way of life – I wanted to be.
Tonight though, doesn’t matter really where,
I do have this perception,
this fantasy turned reality, a suggested beware,
living my own definition.
I wanted to tell you to go fuck yourself,
but there is that decorum thing always burdens me.
I can only recall the stories on your shelf,
the breakthrough moments of therapy.
I have yet to recognize the value of
I’d want to hear the cooing of a single dove,
assures me I’m not a coward.
I believe it is true, the time has come,
my sanity for your own kingdom.