It don’t come easy

 

Harder

 

They say things get easier

That has not been my experience

Even the few things I do well

Get harder as I go along

My sense of this life

Is that it just keeps challenging you

Pushing you

Conquer one thing

Here’s another

And another

Ad infinitum

They also say

You can sleep when you’re dead

But I don’t want to stumble across that threshold

In a blind stupor

I want to be awake and alert

So I can punch that reaper arsehole hard in his face

For what he did to my mother.

 

 

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