“It isn’t in my blood”
To give up. To let go. To pull the escape cord.
Only it is.
It’s in my blood and my bones and the very core of my being.
I am build around exits.
I am made of opt outs.
“It isn’t in my blood”
To give up. To let go. To have it be over.
Only it is.
But maybe what I want matters more, and I want a future.
I want to stay.
I want to live.
“It isn’t in my blood”
To give up. To let go. To have it be over.
Only it is.
So I tried building a brain more powerful than
Blood
or bones
or even the core of my being.
“It isn’t in my blood”
To give up. To let go. To have it be over.
Only it is.
But it is hard to build hope and determination out of
Hopelessness
and sadness
and never being enough.
“It isn’t in my blood”
To give up. To let go. To have it be over.
Only it is.
So I am building things to rescue me made of
Moments of hope
Seconds of belief
And the potential to feel different.
“It isn’t in my blood”
To give up. To let go. To have it be over.
Only it is.
But I don’t care because I am not only
Blood
or bones
or even the core of my being.
I am more than all of it
And I choose to live.
Inspired by the Shawn Mendes song, “In my blood.”
