let’s try this again but without so much pain
back to myself and the good life again
maybe I’ll go slowly and try that for awhile
maybe I’ll sky rocket and b u r n-out in style

let’s see what’s in store if I play the games right
back to the fun times the fast times the night
maybe I’ll become some kind of great artist
maybe I’ll watch tv and be more of a pessimist

let’s try a little harder to solve how it works
back to the pages still filled with my quirks
maybe I’ll dream in big pictures and songs
maybe I’ll get back on the road after all

let’s see what old tricks I can pull from my sleeve
from back in the day when I thought I believed
maybe I’ll make it if my resolve doesn’t falter
maybe I’ll just fake it and see what I’m offered

let’s see if my timing spans over the ages
back to watch rhyming spill onto blank pages
maybe I’ll discover it’s all been divine
maybe I’ll just watch as life starts to unwind

let’s try one more time without all the agony
back to the colours on canvas I have in me
maybe I’ll just start without knowing the ending
maybe I’ll complete it and share with the enemy

let’s see if I have what it takes to proceed
back of the pack ‘til I race to the lead
maybe I’ll become what I’ve wanted to be
maybe I’ll crack because nothing comes free

let’s see if I dare to break out of my space
back to the present for the future awaits
maybe I’ll awaken and recall why I came
maybe I’ll sleep through it leaving dreams where they lay

© 2014 deb davies thorkelson   |   march 26, 2014   |   image: self portrait – iPhone images layered in BlendCamp