Mortally Wounded
Success rejects my attempts of affection
Life headed my way
Prime, the other direction
Lost in a time
Between live and reflection
Losing my mind
To advice and suggestion
When everything right
Said to follow my heart
Aware that there would be scars from the start
This far hitting harder than I Had expected
Spike the punch and stagger me home
In spite of the swagger that’s left me alone
To pull the dagger from deep in my bones
And lick the wounds of imperfection
It’s a blow to be sure, but persevere you will. Life is more than a livelihood. A slower pace can also be very very good. ❤️