There are times you have to run on impulse. You have to know it is the right time, the right moment, and go. You have to say everything you need to say, and you have to act. Though I love to give thought to things, and I have (probably more than I realize), I am taking a step, moving forward, and after five months trying to plant my feet, I decided I am meant to run, and run I shall. I have goals, and I will be working towards those goals. I know who and what I want, and I will be moving towards that image, that reality. These actions now will make me a stronger individual, they will prepare me for the rough road I know is before me. I am taking that step, moving toward that goal, and I am going to live every day without regret in this decision. Are you ready? Because I know I am.
“Welcome Home” by Radical Face:
Sleep, don’t visit; so I choke on sun and the days blur into one, and the backs of my eyes hum with things I’ve never done. Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline, like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass; was never much but we made the most… welcome home. Ships are launching from my chest. Some have names but most do not, if you find one, please let me know what piece I’ve lost. Heal the scars from off my back, I don’t need them anymore, you can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars. I’ve come home. All my nightmares escaped my head. Bar the door, please don’t let them in. You were never supposed to leave, now my head’s splitting at the seams, and I don’t know if I can… Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again.