maybe you should be medicated,
the darkness swirls around me,
threatens to drown me in its depths
sinking seems so easy, 
drifting to the bottom, 
let the weight of the world,
carry me to the end.
but i wasn't built that way,
created from fine grained grit and spite
washed by the fires of fortune,
i will not go gently into the dark night
i will not!
no phoenix rising from the ashes, 
no wings to spread wide
just a damned and determined thing,
switch flips. 
christmas lights, new books, bar stool, fried pickles,
foggy mountain mornings, 
coasting down the mountain,
late night walks, new PRs,
diet sundrops, baby snuggles, couch potato
winter air so crisp
contentment runs river deep,
joyriding veins straight to the heart,
valleys of sunshine and green grass,
sorrow banished to haunting the edges of the forest,
i am free. 
i am free.


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