living

There’s always some kind of line

between breaking and broken

You often don’t know you’re past it until it’s too late

There’s always a moment where you can be saved

And a moment where you find you’ve come too far

That turning back would be harder

Something inside you has cracked

splintered

turned to dust

And instead of living with a hole inside you

complacent to what the world does

throwing one thing after another

never ending

Now

well now

now you are not

not going to sit and watch

not going to be a spectator in your own life

not going to watch as day after day after day passes by in a blur of motion

You are the embodiment of hunger

Feasting on every moment as if it may be your last

Ravenous to the world surrounding you

Wanting more

and more

And

MOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMOREMORE

and yes

society

society will do what society does best

and label you

as crazy

depressed

on the edge

almost gone

but they can’t see what we can

we are living for the first time

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