long stairwell


they aren’t cheap, kid,
and they’re gonna cost
every damned thing that
you’ve got to give,

And that’s a fact,
You can bet you’re life
on that, and if you’re smart
that’s exactly what you’ll

cause if you don’t,
well, what the hell else
is there worth holding
out for but those aspirations
on which we thrive?

See, in this world, you
either live and give
them all a little somethin’
to talk about, or simply
die and pass quietly
out of the world’s

Well, it’s finally here folks; it’s Friday. Hope you enjoy the little diddly of a poem I posted above. Just sayin’ that there isn’t really a whole lot more to live for than your dreams and highest aspirations. Making your mark on the world and all that. If you can’t tell, I like those little momento mori’s, those little ‘don’t forget we don’t last that long’ reminders.

Anywho, here’s to hoping that your weekend is long and rejuvenating, and that Monday finds you rearing and ready to take it face on.

6 responses

  1. Dreams aren’t realities unless we make them so : ) I did enjoy your poem, amuseless.

    1. Exactly 🙂 and thank you! I’m glad ya stopped by and here’s to hoping you have an awesome weekend!

  2. Some of my dreams are extremely cheap. I had one the other night and it was obviously just a backcloth through the window.

  3. kyrielleadelshine | Reply


  4. love this

    1. 🙂 Thank you! I’m glad ya enjoyed it and thanks for reading!

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