Old

I've had the gift of experiencing life
life of all which it entails
the sorrows
the deaths
the damn every day joys of holding it together
where I knew
it was bound to fail

oh yeah
life in all its monstoristies
i have had the joy of experiencing

drunk am I
probably
self medicating am I
more than likely
yet I am old
yet so damn young at heart
it is damn good to be old

you earn the right to feel
you earn the right to cry
you earn the right to be

lucky me
to find a younger one
to share it with
to divulge the stories
of how it is going to be alright

oh my god
to be OLD
to say, "hey bitch i took the good, i took the young, you are left with only
the pieces of me"
I divulged the good
I divulged the wise
now
there is only fragments of time
left behind

cynical as it may sound
yet so very true
the old
no longer
consumes me
only makes me better

enjoying the now
enjoying what is

hey babe
karma sucks
all the way up the tree
I was good to him
I gave my all
only the fragments of a past left to you