Muse_Of_Orpheus

Today, I will sell my soul

I will give up my will and my ways

I will become one with this being

this beast

I will give to it my everything

The child you reared

The straight-A student

The hard worker, the one that gives

The disorganized, happy, childish teen

The one who cares too much

Again?

I’ll say it again

I will say it a million times over

I will say it till you believe it

I will say it till you fall asleep

“It's like you've finally found your home and you know it'll always be there,” my friend’s older sister said, not bothering to look away from the passing fields outside the car window. I wanted to respond that my home is my best friend.

We were birdsong
We were giant redwood trees
We were bones bleached by desert sun
We were metaphors and similes
We were poems and poets
We were wildfire
We were ebbing in and out
We were waves in the blue atlantic

I have always thought about the future a lot

It was always college

And ivy league goals

And 4.0 GPAs

And all night study sessions