young enough to release

internalized ball and chain

old enough to know

it turns out you can rewrite the past

I am doing it, now

writing and rewriting and revising

focus until you need a new prescription

for you could disappear at any moment

time can’t really be lost

with every word the scale tips

purposefully, I forgot to have regrets

without hesitation I would rather burn, alive

than freeze alone, alien to my own home