Show me the future

Because this uncertainty

Burns me alive,

Suffocates my fire,

Chokes my song.

 

Crumbled papers,

Drafts spit on,

Punched at,

Frowned upon

Eat at my fragile light.

 

This path

Is a conniving

Devil.

Roots and rocks

Break my rhythm,

Callus my feet,

Hurl me

Down steep cliffs,

All that’s left

Is

To

Hang

on.

 

When those fingers

Slip

A new path

Awaits.

Low,

Dark,

Foreign.

 

To travel the underground

And see that light

Bright

In the distant horizon –

Is all I ever ask for.

 

So please,

Show me a sign,

A flaming torch

To prove that

I’m near,

Before

I fall down

another cliff,

bleed through

another shirt,

And suffocate on

My own song.

 

 

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