Foolish Words

And I keep telling myself

To just breathe

To just be

To not leave

A good thing

In the hands

Of the old me

Well at least

The one I’m trying

To outgrow

And I keep telling myself

It’s alright

It’s all right

In hindsight

But it could be

Something solid

Standing on the shoulders

Of this night

Don’t be foolish

Don’t lose it

Don’t let fear

String up the nooses

Bring up the useless

Long fought thoughts

That supersede the lucid

Rarity that is the clarity

That this man

Induces

In that part

Of you

That craves

The movement

Cogs

Counter

And clockwise

Tick

Quick

Smooth fluid

Soothing news

Behind those hazel eyes

Admit that your

Best intention

At guarding self

Has been comprised

Don’t be foolish

Don’t do it

He says honest words

That maybe hurt

The scars

You thought you were through with

Risk it

This is

Maybe something big

Or maybe just something in

The grand scheme of life

That proves

You lived

Either way

He is ready, willing to give

The ache in the voice

Is his

-Don’t fuck this up

And I resist the urge

To grin

Don’t be stupid

Just do it

Don’t be foolish

In facing this fear

This is something

We are coming 

Close to 

Though I keep telling myself

It won't work 

I guess the truth is 

It won't hurt

Any less to do this 

Than to stand 

Alone 

Safe 

But altogether

Foolish