I've died everyday and
I catch myself, sometimes.
But i think I slip too often.
Let go on purpose,
but never of the right things.
You would think I'd learn,
but if you force yourself
rather than use discipline
i think the only thing I've learned to do is lie.
And I can't decide if giving up is my enemy
or a close relative to true acceptance.
How do I stop myself from slipping?
From letting go just to see
what happens when I hit the ground?
I'm tired of tending to this flame
that seems to go out
no matter how much fuel I add.
But once i really die,
Once i really catch
what I've been dropping so much.
I can finally let myself go home.
