Forget that your mother can’t remember your name.
That there’s more than one wrong heaven.
Forget the life that didn’t happen.
The delusional cravings will blind you.
The true story is longer than today.
Pick up the pebbles. Drop the washed-out light.
You could make music anywhere. You could begin
your quest for love anywhere. You could die quietly
anywhere. Tomorrow is always a mix of yes and no.
Go easy. Be lost. There are so many beautiful and violent worlds.
But will their heart ever find you? Will you ever reach
beyond the wishing? It may seem you’re going nowhere.
Though you’re not alone in your pain. Our ultimate fate
is unknown, though clouds have always broken
and cast light on the best parts of the mountain.
But the storm will always be, though some days
you’ll feel nothing. Hold your hand out the window,
brush the night. The life you want is waiting.