Being content is
the antacid of
an otherwise chaotic 
life and discontentment 
is the heartburn 
of an otherwise 
sad and negative 
and miserable life 

After the fall 
I fully embraced 
I don’t wanna 
and I allowed 
myself no wait 
found myself and 
let myself pursue 
anyone else who 
and I slid
to my lowest 
depths of darkness 
but always keeping 
an eye out 
for the light 
for I knew
that one day 
I would surface 
and shake off
I don’t wanna 
and then don 
the shiny armor 
of I will
wanna gonna do 

Love is an 
open window that 
by no fault 
of its own 
catches a passing 
breeze turning it
into something that 
it was never 
supposed to be 
after which the 
curtains never drape 
the same way 

Oh now 
I remember 
why I
do not 
and no 
longer do
anything distant 
the horizon 
always stays
out there 
just beyond 
and no
matter how 
far I 
move forward 
it moves 
farther away 
and faster 
than me 
clouds always 
stay clouds