discovering vulnerability for the sake of an oath

makes a case for security, questions comfort in growth

i faked a life thriving off of pretenses and stunts

ignoring my psyche, hunting an image or blunt

but an image will fade, and a blunt become ash

then i’m left with a construct to identify as.

so i’ve started to crop out distractions that knot

speaking with purpose, and living as ought

for if all life is terminal, then why not be personal

in all interactions, show passion, be versatile

place your kernel of faith in a love that’s eternal

behave as a person whose soul’s universal

not bound to a culture profiting off the inferno

where the threat of damnation turns you into a burro

this is just a metaphor, granted sharp and solemn

but the truth is even sharper, it can cut away your problems

like cancer there’s rarely a clear answer

transparent at the start, pronounced dead in the next stanza

panting for a second chance; don’t play it safe, be honest

tomorrow is a brand new day, but isn’t always promised