SOMEDAY


The nameless vow; I will not be regret.
No more of that. Never of this.
The bruising of the fallen. The weightlessness of flight.
My fate unsealed. I will be broken and more.
Fear will take me to where courage is needed.
I will fight. I will make my stand.
I will be broken and more.
But, wings and fire cannot take me.
No more of yesterday.
Never again of tomorrow's promise.
Now. I will leave, then I will live.
Everything in the tracks, nothing in the tank.
Phantoms of shifting freeways,
silence my rage, focus my sights.
Till weary feet find its home,
I will ride my poison, my salve, my soul.
For in this world, there is no difference.
When freedom will be my cage,
then I am broken no more.