The first step is always the hardest
the charlie horse bucks and you lose sight of the sky
stumbling around fate on the edge of time
only a sigh and I am numb
I am reminded of the love I once felt.
My muscles clench until I relieve myself and wait for Jesus to offer his help.
The dreams have built castles left behind
so many beliefs that simply won't rhyme with reason.
My sunburned soul, my quacking hat, all the tattoos that stain my war torn skin
and I am not yet lost to the ocean.
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