There comes a day when
You uncover a lie
Beneath a long anchored truth
And there comes the day
You sigh out twenty five years of belief
And the relief that none of it was ever true
~
There comes a day when
The pen’s ink
Is burnt-bisque blood
Staining the page
Silhouette blue
~
There comes a day when
You find
Pain is a peculiar pleasure
And there comes the day
You finally accept hurting yourself
It’s no longer of any use
~
There comes a day when
You’re ready to be held
As the street-lighted night fades to drowsy morning dew
And then comes the day
What once buried you deep inside
Bridges you to another
Across softened whispered hues
~
There comes a day when
You may as well
Decide to live again
And therein lies the day
You embrace the possibility
Of no longer trying to disappear
But rather dare trying
Slid slidin’ away
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🪕Inspired by Paul Simon’s 1977 song “Slip Slidin’ Away” (Demo version off of “Still Crazy After All These Years” Album)
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