When you're stuck
Just enough to feel it, and know the way out, and to know that it's a tough way out
All you have to do now is to press start on that journey
And deal with the levels until the end
Then you're free.
Daymare one: Sweet and Tangy
If you've ever seen an injured bird
And never been so close to such a tiny,
beautiful
creature before...
It's delicate.
It's specious.
And for a moment, you sit over it cautiously
Like a curious, commiserating child
And watch
And wait
And think.
Until you decide to reach out and
Delicately
Touch it
Ever so lightly.
Two things can happen:
It screeches because you've hurt it more,
Or
It will acquiesce because its been hurt so much it cant feel such a delicate touch anymore.
And the worst part is
that those thoughts
are just daymares.
Daymare Two: Negative Magnetism
You know that toy you loved so much,
the one you said you'd never let go
No matter what people say
Because to you, it wasn't a toy;
It was real,
And you had loved it
because you'd thought that even after all the tears and scuffs,
You'd never stop loving it.
And you felt it would never stop loving you.
But now,
Sometime after,
You pass by it
And see it broken.
And your gut turns and you squeeze back watery eyes because
You're the one that broke it
and not by acciedent,
But out of foolish rage
Because so many people said to move on
And the scuffs and tears added up
And it stopped looking so good
And you took a day or two off from it
And your love turned to hatred, slowly.
The sight of the toy
Broken just where and how you left it
All that history
And the huge mistake you've committed
shoved heavy weights back on your shoulders
Your gut doesn't stop turning.
You remember that these past few weeks,
You couldn't take the emotion, so you hid from it.
Forgot about it
And left it there, broken and hated.
You feel the tears coming from your eyes.
Now's the time to press play and get this game over with.
And that poor bird won't have to suffer anymore either.
