#12-Poem-December 30- Pick It Up

Note:
Kudos to Harris & Sarah's bright pink idea box for the idea.
and now:

Pick It Up

Road only goes further
Stretches out beyond-
No matter how much I squint

And I can spin-
spin around in circles
till I
knock myself out dizzy
hit the ground
coated in confusion

But still I gotta go somewhere
confusion wears away
and you’re on your own
Got to
left
right
left
the paths ahead

Many times I stood outside
Watched my hands turn pepper red
Braced myself to stop the shaking
Bit my lip-
while I lied and laughed about the cold

Many times I shook my head
times I scrubbed the dark tracks away
red raw skin
only to do it again tomorrow.

But winter carved its frozen kiss
And summer thawed it out
Seasons turned
so the world could

And somewhere along
there was light
on all
all the dark

Coated in confusion
But now its like the soldier;
the guy who marches it off

Because if he has to stop and think what he’s lost-
He may never start again.