Speeding through the lows.
Running away from what really matters.
It sometimes just seems easier to pick up the pieces after than to face it 
So I let shit shatter.
I’m tryna do better. 
Better than the me of yesterday. 
How much longer do I plan to jog in one place?
One step at a time because I have to move past my worsening ways.
Maybe my time is borrowed and this is my one chance to get it right.
Underhanded deals with the Reaper to just give me one more night.
Underhanded lobs hoping someone can alley-oop my happiness.
Using my past to predict what may come after this. 
The moment becomes harder to exist in.
Words sting more than jellyfish venom
Venomous words spray,
better duck before the strays do you damage.
No matter the message. 
It’s sometimes hard to see past a hardened heart.
I’m just trying my best to,
Be the best me and invest in the things that truly do matter. 
Thanks to the most High and My. 
And any other things that teach me the toughest of lessons.