Edging

 How do you do what you do to me,

From thousands of miles away?

Land, sea, air and time -

A brilliant barrier,

Yet you still have a hold on me.

How is it possible,

That I only know your voice, bits of your soul, and your beautiful smirk,

Yet I feel like I know your touch, your kiss, and your energy?

You have me on edge.

Edging me, with your words...

Ever so carefully, and meticulously,

Like you have a plan...

I'm craving the experience of all of you... every last drop of you...

I'm parched, yet drenched in the idea of you.

I want to taste you on my tongue, 

I need to feel your sweet skin pressed against mine...

I want to linger in moments of playfulness and seriousness- a balance I'm sure we can find.

I'm fiending for you like a drug that I've become addicted to; but how?

The anticipation continues to build,

Erotically, and mentally stimulating me.

Leaving me wanting more.

Too Much to Ask?

 This is the last time I'll get on my knees for you,

With tears in my eyes,

But instead of asking you to understand me, 

I'm asking you to leave me the fuck alone...

Move on with your life. 

The damage is done, it's your cross to bear,

The line in the sand, can't be moved, here nor there.

Please take all your things, and leave me the rest,

If I'm honestly speaking, it is for the best.

Being removed has made me renewed, 

A vision more clear than I've had in the past.

I'll cherish the good, try to forget the bad- but for the sake of us all, let's lay this to rest.

Goodbye and so long,

I wish you nothing but the best- 

But for fucks sake, leave me alone-

Is that too much to ask?

Vintage Wine

 Open up my mind, 

Like a vintage bottle of wine-

Waiting to be tasted and explored for the depths of my soul.

Aged and eager, for somebody to appreciate the intricacies.

Let me take you on a journey to where I've been, and where I'll go, from start to finish.

The finish will be so complex and sweet- a journey that will be imprinted in your soul for lifetimes. 

Let me linger on your lips, then on your mind, and on your hips;

Step into this realm with an open mind, and watch the world around you expand. 

Colors will be brighter, 

Music will become ingrained in your soul, flavorful and full of movement.

You will find freedom in expression and exploration. 

Are you down to get a little drunk on this journey of a lifetime?

Grab my hand, I'll show you the way. 

A Little Stoned

 Sitting here a little stoned,

Can't help but think of you- 

Letting my mind roam

Exploring your pages, has been an experience I hold dearly.

My breathing slows,

As I try to remember the way you taste, the way you sound, the way you scrunch your nose when you laugh.

I am instantly transported to flashes of moments, some captured and stolen, with you.

And how those memories, feel so damn good.

Happiness

 For years, I forgot what it felt like to wake up happy...

Like, genuinely happy.

As I sit here and sip my coffee, out of my stoneware mug, I can't wipe this smile off of my face.

Something that feels so right, so natural, and something I should have never let go of. 

Today, I love myself.

Today, I love my life.

Today, I woke up happy. 

I've been waking up happy for a few months now, but cutting that final lifeline has been a gamechanger. 

Morning music, morning muses, and morning moments- 

I stay grateful.

Grateful for this peace I've learned to reclaim, grateful for the adventures that await, and grateful for this life that is my own. 

Happiness feels like a right,

It no longer feels like something I have to earn. 

So, to my past self:

I love you. You deserve to be happy. You're going to discover that again soon.

Goddess

 You intoxicate my mind and arouse my soul.

Your energy intrigues me, while teasing me and pulling me in.

Your mind is dressed in sophistication, adorned with playful gems.

I bite into a piece of black licorice and imagine you taste as beautifully complex.

You've already begun to undress my soul, leaving me bare at moments, yet you don't cast judgement.

Breathe me in, like the crisp winter air. 

Allow me to awaken your senses.

No reason or rhyme is necessary.

Just flow, and feel.

Tangle me in sheets, the way you've tangled me in beautiful conversation.

Dig deep and explore my constellations.

Brace yourself for this magical, wild ride...

Let's have some fun. 

xx

All of the Love Letters I Never Gave You

 Do you ever wonder, 

About all of the love letters I never gave you? 

Some of them, I know you've read, while others are tucked away in the depths of my heart. 

Some were stolen, as I shared tears with you, while others were willfully exposed through my gaze and touch. 

These love letters are many, some long and some short- but all rooted in my love for you, nonetheless.  

A few were shouted at the cold night sky, while others were whispered as your slept. 

I am almost certain you aren't aware of the gravity of my love for you; though I do think your soul has an inkling. 

I can't explain it-

It's like an invisible tether,  has linked us for lifetimes. At times, I have past life memories return and rush in; while at other times, I feel a bit foolish for feeling the way that I do.

But even in the moments of foolishness, I feel unconditional love and bliss.

I find it hard at times to balance,

The friendship and the sisterhood, with the feelings that run deeper.

It's the rush I get when I see you, the warmth that I feel when I hold you, and the calm that I feel when you play with my hair as we lay in silence. 

While simultaneously telling myself, to reel it in, because I don't want to ever ruin the friendship, sisterhood, and soul contract that we share.

I have moments of "fuck it" coupled with moments of "what if" coupled with moments of "if only," and it is the most beautiful feeling of madness I've ever experienced. 

So for now,

I'll continue to tuck them away,

Those love letters I've never given you; 

For now, I'll keep them safe- close to my heart. 

I'll share them as time unfolds, in ways only you and I fully know.

I'll walk this tightrope, and learn to master this balancing act- for you are cemented in my soul.

Thank you for being you, and allowing me to share my unconditional love. Thank you for being you, and receiving me as I am. Thank you for being you, and exposing all of your darkest corners and brightest light; and trusting me with them. 

I love you, from now until the end of all times. Unconditionally, and unapologetically. 

Wild Ride

 It is crazy how after over a decade of knowing and loving a person, they can become a stranger overnight.

It is one hell of a wild ride, 

They no longer act like the person you believed them to be, and this requires a protection of your heart and soul. 

You must learn to let go of the idea of "protecting them," and embrace the idea of protecting yourself. 

When it comes down to your mental health, your feelings, your emotions, your well-being versus their; always choose your own. They will find their way, and you no longer owe them your kindness, your gentle heart, your care and your protection. 

I'm not saying actively try to hurt them, at all. I'm saying, there will be moments where a decision will either hurt your heart, or theirs. It is OK to choose yourself. There is no perfect world where some decisions will be at peace with both parties. Put yourself first.

When somebody's true colors shine through, believe them. Not the 100th time, but the first time. It may be hard, but it will save you from years of turmoil and repeated heartbreak. 

Take accountability,  where accountability is due, and do it radically. I am not perfect, you are not perfect- and neither of us fully owned that, until the bitter end.

As much as this all pains me, I know that I will heal in time. I know that you will heal in time... it is wild to me that so much is hitting me now, but I will disect and work through it. 

Wishing you a world of peace, love, adventure and joy.

-G

Does She Know?

 Does she know that you told me she was straight and had a boyfriend?

Does she know that you told me you weren't into her "like that."

Does she know that makes you a liar? 

Does she know you initially said you just wanted a "break," but I told you we weren't 16, and we weren't taking a "break," it was all or nothing.

Does she know that when you came back from your stay in Vegas, you sat me down over coffee and told me that you missed me and our morning coffee together... and that you missed our routine?

Does she know that same day, you told me all of her "red flags," including but not limited to: she keeps her place darker than a dungeon and doesn't believe in natural light... that she doesn't have a coffee maker and she drinks Monster for breakfast (and I laughed, saying "That's what you get for dating a 20 something,")... that she "sleeps all day and is up all night" and that you were bored because you're an early riser... and that she wouldn't let you watch a movie with subtitles when it's basically a necessity for you? Oh... and that you didn't have that much in common because she is "so young, and it shows."

Does she know on August 8, 2024 you wished me a "Happy Anniversary" on what would have been our 12 year? 

Does she know that you told me you thought you were in love with her... but would never tell her... only to 5 minutes later say , "But you and I are soulmates" to me? Then ask me if I thought we would ever get back together down the road...

Does she know about the novels you texted me every night from 11pm-5am for a week straight?

Does she know I threw out your strap on underwear? And that we laughed together about it after the fact... I still laugh about that at times. 

Does she know your deepest darkest secrets? The ones nobody else does, but me? I know she doesn't. 

Does she know you talked shit about all of the girls on that tour, prior to meeting them, and that I'm the one who convinced you to take the tour? Probably not.

Did she know my fucking family was in the audience in the NY show?

Does she know that you left me our Christmas ornament and purposefully placed it where I would find it this holiday season? 

Does she know you had her do everything on your most recent tour, that I did for 12 years? Our friends even joked and said "Gabs, it's like she's trying to replace you."

Does she know you reached out to my family after you moved out? 

Does she know you texted me on Thanksgiving ? 

It's a shame.

I mean, I'm glad you're getting laid...

I thought we were family. 

But you'd rather chase fame.

You were so volatile toward the end,

I didnt even know who that person was

What a God Damn shame.

But I want you to know,  one last thing: 

I don't hate you. 

I never will. 

It didn't work- your fits of rage to make me hate you.

I'll always have love for you, regardless of the pain.

Darkness is Her Name

 I catch myself teetering the edge of my highest self, and the sadistic parts of me. 

I crave the love and peace that I'm capable of giving and receiving...while simultaneously staying thirsty for sin. 

Craving chaos and peace, Darkness teases me, as she drunkenly slips into my psyche.

Hello beautiful, old, friend. I hear you calling me- your magnetic pull becomes harder to resist. 

How could I be so in love with an idea that seems nearly impossible?

Aligning each angle and star just right...

I dare not give it a real chance...

Simply because the echo is silence.

So, instead, I chose a love so easy, so pure... a path so fairytale-like.

I wait for the glass slipper to drop,

And if it does, I'll pick up my trusty leather boots to dance in the chaos of an impossible dream once again.

Fresh Air

 Slow morning kisses, 

And late night cheesecake in bed.

You're sweeter than honey.

I am addicted to your sugar and sex.

Rope me in with your gentle touch,

Keep me here with your warm heart.

Your eyes, crystalline, reflecting your hopes and desires;

Captivate me, and I slowly become yours.

Playful laughter comes with ease. 

Watching you sleep, as I gently touch your cheek, has me enamored with you even more.

You are simply perfection.

Let me take you in, like a breath of fresh air, and let me hold you in my lungs until they burst from thr bliss. 

You are a dream that I am so grateful to have stumbled into. 

Soft Landing

 Do you ever just reel in manic bliss,

After back to back moments of love and adventure? 

Anticipating the next hit, of this delicious, delusional, yet very real, drug?

I want the whole world to know exactly what I'm feeling.

How I'm buzzing with anticipation, 

How I'm willfully falling off the deep end, with no bottom in sight.

How I'm trusting the fall, because at the end of my life, this journey, will have been one of the most beautiful. 

Head in the clouds, yet, ever so in touch with my body, my emotions, my deepest desires.

This drug,

One I refuse to believe is bad for me,

has given me life, laughter, and passion.

It's as if my soul has been awakened, my fire, reignited.

Its grip is kind and gentle, yet firm. I feel safe.

Here I go,

Stepping into the unknown,

But for some reason, it's as if I do know.

Like my heart has been here before. 

So I take the key, unlock that door, and spiral down the most beautiful rabbit hole I've discovered. 

Sipping whiskey as I float down,

To what I know will be a soft landing.

Anticipation

 "Now what?"

A playful tone dances as words escape lips,

Smirks can be seen in the dimly lit and tucked away bar. 

We know where the night is headed, 

Bodies buzz with anticipation. 

Natural Protector

 I lay in bed, 

On my side,

And vulnerable as fuck. 

Days, weeks, months of being berated,  

And trying to stay calm, 

Regulated,

And happy. 

I am happy,

And made to feel guilt for embracing it. 

But I put my chin up,

Chest out.

March on.

As I drift closer to sleep,

I feel your energy... full, blown, energy..

Next to me 

Almost as if you were on your side, holding me...

Propping yourself up, looking down at me.

A kiss on the forehead, and then another. 

So strong, so intentional.

It was beautiful.

You protect me and my soul in ways you don't even know.

A natural protector, 

Done with pure, love.

Nineteenth Floor

 Your kiss tastes like honey, 

Smooth and sweet, lingering in between each breath,

Take my hand, let me show the world the beauty that is You.

City lights flicker below,

Like fireflies dancing in the warm, summer heat.

Press your body against mine, as loving eyes look on. 

Hands pressed against glass, arched backs.

My fingers delicately trace your lips, my eyes take you in, 

A masterpiece.

The dark, night sky behind you outlines your perfect silhouette.

The moon peaks over your shoulder, teasing and pleased.

Let me kiss each inch of you from head to toe, 

The moon can watch too,

If she so please

The stars watch eagerly, a timeless moment captured.

Forever ingrained into the vibration of the galaxy.

My hands gripping your ass, as you can't help but move your hips. 

You want me,

And I, you.

I get on my knees, to worship you in the ways you deserve. 

A goddess in her own right,

Taking me to church.

Let me take you higher, than these nineteen floors,

Let me show you the universe in ways you've never seen it before.

Relax, take a breath, take it in.

The view from up here is breathtaking, 

But the view in front of me, pure perfection. 

Take my hand,

We're not finished yet.

Let's go rogue, 

Make a mess,

And say "Fuck it" to everything outside of these four walls.

Cassiopeia Delusions

 Floating, detaching from my physical being, to simply go wherever your soul will take me.

Which realm will we explore tonight? 

Will we get lost in the vast galaxies of our angelic ancestors?

Maybe dance among the many moons?

They say our heads are in the clouds, but I'm not ready to have my feet back on the ground. 

Let's watch the sun set, behind the moon, while eating popcorn on Mars.

Catch a comet, with our bare hands, and keep it in a jar. 

Can you see the shimmering lights, from the cities on the planet we call Home?

How they sparkle like stardust, 

A mirage of the unknown.

Let's befriend the Sirians, I bet we'd learn a thing or two,

Maybe drink some galaxies, buzzing on their mysteries

Would you get lost with me in a black hole, only to discover we were right where we were supposed to be?

I'd explore the constellations, jumping from Orien's belt with you...taking your hand, and kissing you hard the second we'd land on Cassiopeia.

But you ground me, take me back, to Earth 

Pull me down into your bed, and hold me tight,

As the moon shines through your bedroom window, 

Telling me it was all just a dream...

But I smile, knowing it was a memory.

Ink

Dip me into your ink well,

And spill me onto your pages.

Paint your fantasies with each gentle stroke;

Slowly and delicately trace the memories we've created, and outline the ones we've yet to make.

Pour my gaze into your story and taste my kiss, as you ponder your quill's next move. 

Will you turn the page to continue this captivating dance?

I just beg you, 

Don't close the book. 

Feel my soft spaces between your pages. 

Entangle yourself in the story to come 

Endless Night

 Every night,

Spent with You,

I grasp onto,

Like quicksand,

Slipping through my fingers.

The end of the world, or the beginning of time?

I can't decipher, which timeline is mine.

But the feeling's the same,

I don't want to drift,

For tomorrow is never promised.

So trap me here,

In  this pleasant despair,

Hanging onto words that fall from thin air.

Tie me down by my bones,

I'll accept the unknown,

If each night can last until it's just us alone-

I'll whisper and moan,

Hips winding,

Mind thrown.

Where does the night end,

The veil never shown.

Professed

 Keep me close to your chest,

And forget all the rest.

My body is blessed,

And my mind is a mess.

The havoc you wrecked,

My heart, out my chest...

Your love, I'm impressed,

While my mind you've undressed...

Keep me near, your conquest, 

While this dance we perfect ✨️

Rock Bottom

And you want it all,

But you have to fall, before you crawl-

So I watch you burn the city you love,

To the ground,

All so you can hear the sound,

Of silence. 

And you look around at the ashes that scatter the ground,

Wondering, why no one's around-

But babe, remember,  

You burned it all down. 

You scream, but all that you've found

Is the pit that you've created-

Your creation,

You've finally made it,

To rock bottom. 

Catalyst

 You're gone today,

For the first time in two weeks. 

The last two weeks has been hell- 

My anxiety has never seen such highs.

I've been in a constant state of what feels like survival. 

Unpredictable energy shifts, 

In my home.

A place that I'm supposed to feel calm, safe, and secure. 

Any time I'd leave, I'd feel a sense of relief. 

Any time I'd pull into the driveway, I had to sit in my car for thirty minutes or so, gathering the strength to head back inside. 

I never knew what I was walking into. 

Rage? Friendly banter? Lust filled eyes? Quips of remaining love? Accusatory words? Venomous low-blows? 

I felt as if I was walking blindfolded in a land mine, covered in soft moss. 

But today, I sang.

Today, I danced.

Today, I pushed through the sheer exhaustion - as my body's nervous system tries to re-regulate. 

I am safe.

I am loved.

I am in a space that is my home, that calms me, and that brings me joy.

The animals felt it too,

And how that breaks my heart. 

Today they slept, and played, and slept some more. Sweet babies.

I don't blame you for the pain- 

There is a lot to unpack, and you were never given the tools to do so in a loving, kind, way. 

But my body, my heart, and my soul- so desperately needed this rest. 

So, I thank the universe for today, and the next seven days. 

I hope to find the serenity that I need to take on this next chapter in life. 

I know in my heart that it is filled with adventure, romance, and intrigue. Let me fall in love with myself, all over again. 

The forever evolving catalyst, in the ever evolving abyss. 

Alone & Afraid

 Sitting in it.

Really sitting in your darkness.

The depths echo, and unfamiliar sounds arise.

You can't see your hand in front of your face,

There is no telling which way is up. 

Something scurries past you, and all you can do is hope that the strange creature is friendly. 

The air is heavy to breathe,

And your thoughts are the loudest scream.

There is no escaping, 

Only sitting-

Listening,

Trying to understand and remain calm. 

Alone and afraid,

But you try to be brave.

Taking it day by day.

Villain prelude

 You can weave your words, with poise and flow.

You and I will always know.

So write the lyrics that paint me ill, and I'll be the target so you can pay your bills-

If making me the villain, is the best you have, and makes you learn to love yourself, I'm OK with that. 

Villain

 We all play the villain in somebody's story,

And it seems like that's the role you've assigned me.

When in reality, and for so long- I know I was your safe and sacred space. I held you gently as you'd cry, I'd wipe away the tears. I'd give you affection you hadn't received in all of the years you had been alive. 

I taught you unconditional love, but now you'd say I kept you "caged," but let's be real babe...

The only one holding yourself back, is you. It has always been you. 

You can weave with words, you're good at that- believe what hurts, and don't crawl back. 

Because if making me the villain, makes you learn to love yourself, I'm OK with that. 

All I ever wanted was for your happiness & joy. Your success, is evident, and my love was no ploy. 

So write the lyrics that paint me ill, and I'll be the target so you can pay your bills-

I find solace in all that I know was real, my character and my love, I've got that still.

We Knew

 I knew you had a thing, for your 20-something fling...

There's not much in her head, aside from hairspray. 

I'm bitter, ever so slightly, simply because I saw it coming before you did. 

But so did you.

You saw my thing, for my 40-something thing, and just like that- we're both "disgusting."

Look at who we've become. 

Liberated? Maybe.

I know she could never fill the hole in your heart and soul, that I once filled. I know she could never make you love yourself, like you deserve... Go out and find yourself, and report back; I'll do the same. 

Hopefully this honesty,

The most honest we've been with one another in years, 

Breeds great friendship.

Because, you're my asshole.

Receive & Enjoy

 Quiet morning, lakeside breeze - 

Echoes of the birds.

Their songs effortlessly soothe my tired mind, and full soul.

It's the ease of slow mornings, and bitter espresso that hold me for now. 

Close & intimate,  like lovers do. 

Barefoot, soaking up the sun and her kisses.

Memories had and to be made keep me balanced.

Entering a new era of exploration and receiving. 

Summer Chapter

 Summer sinks in, 

Viciously tasteful.

The sun is aggressive with his love, and the moon gentle with her touch. 

The desert aches for foreign rains, to quench her thirst.

Quiet crickets come out to play, and find their voices yet again.

Shores welcome those who need cleansing and clarity,

Mountains shade those seeking peace and solitude. 

The world comes together, after the thaw of the Spring. 

Celebrating the abundance of life that stirs.

To feel alive, is to experience.

To experience, is to try.

To try, is to be brave.

Live your wildest dreams, sweet one,

For this chapter is just beginning.

Here we are...

 Who are you? 

A stranger? 

Simply family? 

The one that got away, perhaps? 

I feel like I don't know you anymore, but one thing is for certain I know me. 

I have grown,

Despite, your pain from the past lingering, and for that I am sorry. 

Apologies can be made, but hands of time cannot rewind. 

Who am I? 

I'm bold,

I'm fearless,

I'm adventurous.  

I am filled to the brim with unconditional love to give. So glad I got that from my momma. 

I am human, perfectly flawed.

I am inquisitive, 

I am passionate,

I've evolved. 

I wish the same for you, 

A life of knowing unconditional love, and being able to give and receive it. A life of adventure and fearlessness. A life of inquiry and exploring your passions. 

In this human experience we have (or had?) each other... to lean, to learn, to grow... but it appears our growth looks different. I keep telling myself that's ok... 

I want you in my life forever, however that may look... because our souls are intertwined, a fact neither of us dispute. 

So I'll wait,  and practice patience

Practice space

Practice respecting your boundaries...

I love you, I hope you know that.

And my love in unconditional, unwavering, and will last lifetimes to come.

I am

 I am fearless.

I am autonomous. 

I am brilliant.

I am edgy.

I am creative. 

I have a zest for life. 

I am worry free. 

I enjoy the small things in life. 

I am human. 

I am loved.

I am safe.

I am free spirited. 

I am knowledgeable.  

I am an expert.

I am passionate. 

I am sexy. 

I am healthy. 

I am fit. 

I am clever. 

I am charming. 

I am worthy. 

I am deserving. 

I am wild. 

I am free.

I am mystical. 

I am magical. 

I am light.

I am balanced.

On the outside

 On the outside looking in,

Veil to reality, razor thin.

I see my hands work and greet,

My legs they move, as do my feet.

My eyes they scan, their worn out faces,

My ears they listen, pointless phrases,

My nose it smells the summer air,

My tongue it tastes, a juicy pear

But I'm still here...

On the outside looking in,

My human form, has softer skin,

My mind it races, heart skips paces,

Lost in realms stuck in war phases.

The bombs they drop,

The tears they weep,

The screams they cry,

Their cracked bare feet...

The dead they whisper, looking in,

"This world has rendered awful sins." 

But we're still here...

No wonder...

I'm on the outside looking in, 

Can't catch my breath,

Must sink or swim...

My body's numb,

My thoughts wear thin... 

I watch myself, 

The depths of grim.

Pin drop

 Hearing my voice,

But it is not my own. 

Watching it all play out,  from above. 

A scene of static and noise,

My body vibrates.

How'd I get here?

An hour in my car- but not a single memory of how I got this far. 

Just a faint echo of the music played.

Eyes heavy, breath is shallow.

Soul is weak.

For a moment I considered pressing the "restart" button. 

Recklessly,

Instead of shutting down like a proper girl.

Lips sealed, yet mind screaming.

A pin drop can be heard- but nobody hears a word.

Who the hell gave me this body?

Where the hell did the experience go?

Why the hell am I feeling so alone, in this world that's not my own?

What the hell is this feeling?

And how the hell did I get so cold?

When the hell will it be over? 

I beg, and plead, and sigh, and moan

Kind Eyes

 Kind eyes, 

You are my warmth

Kind eyes,

You weather my storm,

But you don't know what you mean to me, 

Kind eyes,

Set me free.

Kind eyes,

Sing me a song,

Kind eyes, 

All summer long

And I will dance under stars with you,

Kind eyes,

See me through. 

Kind eyes, 

Hold my love close

Kind eyes,

Know what I know

Grab my hand, and walk with me

Kind eyes,

Let it be.

Your Daydream

Am I just a daydream in your world of woes?

Maybe just a moment of muse,

Arch your back, curl your toes.

Baby tell me;

What's gotta give, for you to fully give in?

You've let me see the depths of you, but fail to seek my within.

Can I for once be the discovered,

Instead of the explorer? 

Baby uncover, all that I've hidden, 

treasures, some sordid 

A ship that has sailed, on a solo journey her whole life,

Yet used and abused by the elements, and ice.

There's a sparkle in your eye, as you gaze right through me.

You smile and laugh, but never truly listen to me. 

Eye on the prize, but I'm just a gumball in a machine,

Waiting for you to chew me up, and spit me out- your flavor of this season? 

Ever lasting, is the taste and the nostalgia of it all-

But where does this familiarity come from? 

Remind me as I fall...

Die Tomorrow

 And if I died tomorrow, 

What would they say?

Would there be a few,

Whose breath I took away?

Would a heart or two break?

Would family's heart ache?

Would friends feel loss, of their safest place?

And if I died tomorrow,

Would your words shake?

Would your mind run, and your heart race?

Would you grasp your chest, to check the pace?

Would you beg the universe,  for just one more day?

And if I died tomorrow,

Would strangers even know?

Would my poetry then flow?

Would my voice find songs' notes?

If you could keep me, would you start to pray? That these demons and sickness, would all fade away?

If I would die tomorrow, what the fuck would you say?