I’m starting to grow hungry
After a barrage of sleepless nights revaluating again and again
Each and every way I could’ve lived a previous life better
Oh but what use is that now?
I’ve already collected sacks of golden nuggets
Picked fresh from greenest of grasses from the otherest of sides
I’m not afraid no more
Of the long walks home after a failed start an unheard cry
It’s just a hour in a night in pursuit of lifetime indulgences
Different sparks to feel
Going up your spine when she grabs your arms under the streetlights
A detonates a new embrace to clear the air of clouded minds
Oh it’s no concern of mine
I’m ready to take your hand and jump the fence to the other side
Ready to embrace the new life
A Continuation of “The New Life”
http://thetartanprelude.tumblr.com/post/82312249965/the-new-life
*Written For National Poetry Month – 30/30*
