musings & scribbles

giving up happens gradually,
like days go by and you think they’ll slow down
so you can catch a ride,
but you’ll just be passed by
with no where to go but where you’re going,
wherever you’ve been avoiding, like
you had a ticket to paradise but the
flight was yesterday
and you never bothered to pack,
so now you’re trying to
retrace your steps like
they’ll lead somewhere else.