Some of it’s the same and some of it’s different
How can everyone just agree it’s not that bad?
Are they in on the secret?
Does everybody know what I know?
Does it keep you up all night?
And when you fall asleep for a second
It wakes you up in sweat-soaked quakes
Do they know?
Does anyone know?
What I see? Or am I like some cursed prophet
Destined to share the news
But not not stop it
Change it
Correct it
New direction, skipped turn, resistance,
Resilience
I’ve been through this once before and
I survived, my muscles were hot,
My hands were cramping and
That’s around the time I developed that limp
From sore bones, shin splints,
I took it with me, carried it through,
Tucked it away
Still feel it, still ache from it
I swore I saw you, your shadow,
I know you’ve been watching
Stay out of here
The farther away you get from the thing you fear,
The less it controls you