If I was a wave, I would have had multiple blows.

It is the unclear waters thats makes me uncertain.

Something spectacular and freeing about being me. 

                                     I will walk away. I will walk away. I will walk, away and away. 

                                  

The bitter after taste is painfully similar. 

 

 I am done, 

I think. 

I wish I was certain

I want to know what to do

Maybe I already know.

Why am I hanging on to lose threads? 

" 

Good Men Work Hard and Sleep Well