Tag: death

The Noose

I think there’s a flaw in my code- Gasoline, Halsey

The others all are rushing to the altar, quick to pair off and complete their duties to society. I think I am the only one with sense.

Don’t they know how much they are giving up? Their freedom, their hopes and dreams, their future!

They think they are climbing up the steps toward the altar, but they are really climbing toward the noose.

If it makes me flawed to run, then maybe I am the only one with sense.

If I am flawed, at least I still live.

Digging up the Past

Where have I been all your life? I’ve been there, but not there entirely. When I was born you were nearly thirty and had already lived so much life without me. 

We had a few years together, just you and I, but I was too young to remember them. You hold the secret to what my first word was, where I took my first steps, and how I was potty trained. You hold so many secrets, but I never got to ask you about any of it. 

Those secrets went with you when you left us and I can’t help but lament the things I’ll never know. 

I’ve got 100 resolutions but none of them are what I want to know from you. 

Our time together was never resolved. We didn’t have the resolutions I wanted. 

We’ll never know each other as well as we wanted.