A Little Unkind..

Sad Eyes ~ Bruce Springsteen

Plenty of time..
Plenty of time..

I have this feeling lately…….something familiar….

Like someone dropped me off a thousand feet high diving board….

And I am free-falling…..

My life is fast forwarding in front of me in matters of seconds….

Too dramatic eh?

“Every day here, you come walking
I hold my tongue, I don’t do much talking
You say you’re happy and you’re doin’ fine
Well, go ahead, baby, I got plenty of time”

It is all these convoluted thoughts in my head…

Like being trapped in a box….

“Baby, don’t you know I don’t care?
Don’t you know that I’ve been there?”

I hide behind a corroded reflection…..

It is so easy to pretend…..

“Well, if something in the air feels a little unkind
Don’t worry, darling, it’ll slip your mind”

Please tell me it is a phase……it will fade away…..

I don’t want to cushion the blow…..

I will take the hit…….

“I know you think you’d never be mine
Well, that’s okay, baby, I don’t mind”

I hang on to the bare threads of  reason…..baseless facts diluting my reasoning…..

Oh have mercy on me…….and spare the broken words…..

“That shy smile’s sweet–that’s a fact
Go ahead; I don’t mind the act”

What if?- is a privilege I cannot allow myself to indulge in…..

“Well, one more step and it’ll be too late”

The stakes are high……

“Like you’re so sure I’ll be standing here”

Stop………Wait…..Am I the choices I make?

“I guess sad eyes never lie”