Stay, just a little bit longer

I didn't say that,
Jackson Browne did

I'm not talking about music,
rhyme, or suicide

Isn't that just three
simple words
for what I cannot
wrap my mind around?

Ben, I won't tell you
now
that I came to the edge once
too

sometimes tomorrows
don't feel
like possibilities

I consider the view from the top
when breathing can sometimes be
the hardest part

Would air run wild to hold me
if I let go?

Does a passionate end
make an average life
worth reconsidering?

"Does it ever get easier mom?"
You might ask me in ten years

I'll tell you (the love and bane
of my existence)
"No, but its worth
multiplies"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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