I might feel frightened to fade away before you even notice,
But my bones are too heavy to try and seek out solace.
This bridge that I haunt has seen my sour tears many times.
A decade wasted on trying to outrun sharpened knives.
My chest burns for a fantasy that is just out of my reach.
The crowds have gathered, they are glued to the velvet seats.
Will I really fall this time, or will I have my last hurrah?
The destiny holds heavy axes, ready for me to call a draw.
They say that time heals all, but my clocks have been frozen.
Why do I have to pay the price for scars I have not chosen?
The tomorrow stares at me blankly, like an impartial judge,
And I am frightened to burn out feeling like a drudge.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 