Sometimes the universe sends me things

Well, Facebook does, but they feel related

There is no old you to get back to, only the new you to nurture and create

I know I was a way

I was a lot of ways

How the desperate be people

And that was not the way to be

It’s very difficult to think of others when the ringing in your ears say it’s an emergency all the time

Difficult but I’ve gotten better at it

It’s just that I have nothing to show for it

I don’t know how far I’ve come

But I know that I’m not going back and two steps forward one step back is one step closer

Is it not?

And it’s never just me that makes choices to do the wrong thing

Not in a shifting the blame way, in a mutual

We both done fucked up once kind of way

As we do

Because if I’m as human as everyone then we’re all just broken fools

Can’t faults be shared?

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