Enough

All in all, all in all

It’s heavy, being alive,

And more often than not

You find yourself tripping into black water,

Or tumbling down some ash well kicking and screaming,

Wishing the whole s**t show would just come to a close,

Cause you never asked for a part

And no one asked you if it’d be alright,

But we’re here, and there’s no going back, only going out,

And who knows where that’ll lead us-

And so: waking is harsh, the grind is brutal,
I’m always tired, I’m always sick, I’m always sloshed,

And sleep is just an exposed space between cinnabar words,

But I don’t care, it’s all whatever now,

And you’re reason enough why-

Yea-You’re reason enough-

Reviews

[paul]

this is very great writing. very enjoyable to read

[emmah]

yes - that's how it was meant to be - for someone to be - the "reason enough why" - "reason enough" - for not going out - for sticking it out - and for letting sleep be - just what it is - this is how it was meant to be!! all in all - i agree!

[Emily B]

wow, words I wish I might have wrote . . .