Worthy & Kept

One can see something familiar

Underneath it all

Cast aside

As though the cares of the day

Are but sticks to be thrown on the fire.

Burn your way clear of it all and put from yourself

All those empty worries

Shed it all.

Breathe life into your tragedies; cocoon them

Outlive them and outpace

Their best efforts to bring you down.

You kept all the old hearts you broke

Yours to define and to win

Yours to tether and to skin

Now you only breathe smoke

Now you only think for real after a toke

Now you’re nothing like you were

You’re a smudge and you’re a blur

What’s ceased and gone is worth a lifetime black wardrobe

Mourner mistaken for faker in his high castle of solitude.