Gently Unravel

To stick within complacency

Is a dangerous game

But risking it all

Seems far more insane.

These questions have been haunting

More and more it seems

A new season of life

New reasons to try & find glee.

Maybe glee isn’t the right word

Rather A purpose, perhaps?

Something to strive for

A reason to not relapse ...

.. Into the mundane

Of a boring existence

Maybe I’ll realize

This was all worth the distance.

It’s funny

what you crave

When you learn

That it’s all just a game.

The ups and downs

It’s all a cycle

The darkness and light

Truly nothing is vital.

Nothing is permanent

Nothing remains

A slightly somber thought

If you’re one of those half empty brains.

But nevertheless

This is all merely babble

May your tides come and go

And your days gently unravel.