Tape the torn

there is no quit in me

when it comes to writing

I don't know why but

something that I cannot explain

takes over me

so many lines of mines

were killed at one time

I stood and watched them die

I had no time to mourn nor cry

no attachments no ties

is how live my life

it makes things simple

like busting a pimple

or squeezing a blackhead

what's gone is gone

what's dead is dead

pass the book on

once the last chapter

has been read

why put it on the shelf

make room for something else

when I'm annoyed

I look in the mirror at myself

once you face death

and still live

you will wake up

and you will live your life

like you never have before

you will never be pacified

or satisfied you will always

thrive and strive for more

I speak these words

from the book of

been there before

all there is to falling down

is getting back up

and doing some more