Day: May 24, 2022

Sometimes I imagine what it would feel like to let it all go,

Let you put on your big boy pants, let you enter the show.

Still, I know men like you tend to stay forever too young,

A little too scared to address the holes they punch in lungs.

It is now almost nine months since you pulled your excuses.

I wonder where I rank in the list of all your muses.

Let me know – is your unapologetic gaze finally done?

I know your wife prays every night you do not have a son.

You pray every night that I do not let my demons win.

Well, I hope you find a better God because mine lets me sin.

But you already know, the past strikes back when it pleases.

So, save your voice, you will need it to beg for Jesus.

-Jackie